Alan Moore always hates the movies based on his graphic novels, so much so that he refuses to be listed in the credits anymore. I can’t say I blame him. The last time he was credited was on the movie version of League of Extraordinary Gentlemen. That would have been enough to get me to protest Hollywood using my name.

Moore was so disgusted by the movie version of V for Vendetta that he refused to accept any money from it. I think he received money from Watchmen, but I’m not certain.

All that being said, I must admit that I know I am very much in the minority with what I’m about to say: I loved the movie version of V for Vendetta. I’ve seen it about seven times, and I love it more with each viewing. It’s not necessarily that I love the acting, although I do loves me some Hugo Weaving. I didn’t mind Natalie Portman, but I do think that if it’s a movie taking place in England, you might want to spring for at least one English actor for the leads (although Weaving just gets under the wire by being awesomely Aussie).

What I love most about the movie are the ideas and concepts