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Not Prince Hamlet

"Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse."

Monday, April 17, 2006

Invaders from a distant land arrive with the pretense of friendship, but their real intent is to take control of and export an invaluable natural resource: water. A small but well-organized band of resistence fighters leads an insurgency, relying on guerilla tactics and ultimately resorting to chemical warfare to drive the invaders back to where they came from. Humanity is saved. The people parade through the streets.

So goes, in essence, the plot of the classic two-part TV miniseries, V. I was enthralled by it when it first aired in 1983 (I was seven), and I just finished watching it again (I'll be 30 in almost a month). Shown against the backdrop of the Cold War, it fits snugly alongside other apocalyptic invasion stories, like Red Dawn. It also employs a heavy dose of American moral indignation towards the great evil empires of the 20th century, allegorizing heavily to depict Nazism and Apartheid.

But watching V in the year 2006 is a different exercise than watching it in 1983 (whether you're seven or 30). How about this synopsis:

Invaders from a distant land arrive under the pretense of friendship, but their real intent is to take control of and export an invaluable natural resource: oil. A small but well-organized band of resistence fighters leads an insurgency, relying on guerilla tactics . . .

You see where Not Prince Hamlet is going with this. One generation's Freedom Fighters are the next generation's terrorists.

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