The Revolutionary Post

What with my blogging topics being Equilibrium, Wanted and others as such, you might be catching on on the fact that my little working brain is quite on the revolutionary side of this world. C' mon, don't we all?

Seriously, it all started after I read Fahrenheit 451. Yeah, that one, the *ahem* the book about burning books...

The book tells of a dude named Guy Montag, a "fireman" in a dystopian unnamed city. Now, Guy Montag lives in a world where the word "fireman" is literally taken: Guy Montag is one of the few experts on setting fire to stuff.

And by stuff we mean books. I just can't emphasize on that enough.

This Guy Montag is emotionally disturbed by the fact that he actually starts to think logically about what the hell is going on around him: people are burning the only traces of their own humanity. And so Montag takes it upon his hands to prevent his own team from accomplishing their goal...

Sound familiar??

Yep, Ray Bradbury, the writer, actually filed a lawsuit to Miramax Films for "heavily borrowing concepts from Fahrenheit 451 and other science-fiction classics."

But that's not a point I'm trying to make here. Both Equilibrium and Fahrenheit 451 serve as lessons for our future. They are the true essence of the mistakes we must not make so as to not end up like the pigs in Animal Farm.

What I like the most about the fireman is how easily I can relate him to another "Guy". You know, that one from that movie about Nat Portman getting over her childish fear of the current dystopian (this is becoming a trend in this area) government. Yeah, that Zorro ripoff with the wacky mask.

Oh, you mean the one where she shaves her head till she looks like a marble?

You know, I could have just said that before...

Whatever. V is quite the anarchist when it comes to tyrannical dictators who happen to be power-hungry-fools and, in some cases, control-freaks. I mean, Captain Beatty from Fahrenheit 451 committed the sin of owning books, and Vice-Counsel Dupont from Equilibrium is a Sense Offender himself. But Adam Sutler, the Chancellor of the fascist government in V for Vendetta, has the nerve to deny that there is any terrorism going around London... that is, until he gets shot in the forehead.

I find High Chancellor Adam Sutler to be one of those guys who believe you when you say there are 400 billion stars in the universe, but when you tell him a bench has wet paint he has to lay his hands on it.