I recently wrote a rather brief monologue inspire by V’s speech (V For Vendetta). One of the best bits of dialogue ever.
Voila! In view humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the “vox populi” now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin, van guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition.
The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.
Verily this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honour to meet you and you may call me V.
That’s from the 2005 film of course. The alliteration is godly, 56 V-starting words out of 142. And here’s my attempt at something similar:
I’m a radical, reduced to a rowdy rage with reference to a ring reigned by a regiment of a reactionary rabble. I refuse to renege my responsibilities to the row I am repeatedly riveted to. Neither reprobate or really truly reputed am I, rather I stand in the middle of the road, regardless of reasoning from the rioting ravers ravaged by my purportedly reprehensible role in recent predicaments. I reflect you may regard me with ridicule, recognizing my rout in respect to rumbles with rugged rivals. Reject this restricting rational as it will render you rickety when we rendezvous in the range. Should you rob yourself of ratiocination and rely on reductive reason in turn reviling me, your raison-d’etre will rupture and you and your rapport will be rewarded with ruination. Wretched as you will be, you will rue your rudimentary reliance on your weak rumination. It is my restless resolute resolve that reassures that your body will be rifted apart and your tears will run from you. My resistant resoluteness means that tonight… I realize my reverie and repress yours. It means tonight, I rise as your ruler.
I’ll be the first to admit, I don’t have quite the talent of the screenwriters for V for Vendetta but I’m still nonetheless proud of this effort, of which the origins will remain unspoken for. I managed 73 out of 190 so I think V for Vendetta had a better ratio. And a harder to letter to deal with as well. My subject matter probably didn’t match too well but you can totally see some distinct similarities in more than just the R & V being alliterations throughout.