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This is a moment from the first Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows movie not found in the book, again demonstrating the more obviously dramatic uses of silence possible onscreen.
This is a moment from the first Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows movie not found in the book, again demonstrating the more obviously dramatic uses of silence possible onscreen.
I'm not a Harmony shipper, and it bothers me more than a bit that everyone assumed the trio had to come to a love triangle at all in the end, because of course no two straight people of the opposite sex and same generation who aren't related are ever allowed to have a meaningful relationship that isn't about sex.
That said, this is a moment from the movie universe that actually Hollywood-izes the HRH relationship a little and takes it closer to triangle territory but does it so subtly and tastefully that I actually really love it.
This happens right after the only serious thing Ron does that anyone ever seems to remember, when the locket horcrux's evil influence wears its way into his head, the three of them have a fight, and he walks out on Harry and Hermione in the middle of their quest to destroy it.
That said, this is a moment from the movie universe that actually Hollywood-izes the HRH relationship a little and takes it closer to triangle territory but does it so subtly and tastefully that I actually really love it.
This happens right after the only serious thing Ron does that anyone ever seems to remember, when the locket horcrux's evil influence wears its way into his head, the three of them have a fight, and he walks out on Harry and Hermione in the middle of their quest to destroy it.
Harry and Hermione are devastated, no closer than ever to destroying the horcruxes and defeating Voldemort, and left with only the two of them to split the locket's power between.
They've been keeping the radio on around the clock to listen to the death toll from the Death Eaters' rampage, hoping not to hear names they know.
They've been keeping the radio on around the clock to listen to the death toll from the Death Eaters' rampage, hoping not to hear names they know.
They’re about as low as they could possibly be, when a song comes on.
Harry takes the locket from Hermione, puts it aside for the moment, and coaxes her into a dance.
Harry takes the locket from Hermione, puts it aside for the moment, and coaxes her into a dance.
It's not the kind of dance you get between a hero and heroine in the kind of movie where dancing is what clinches a romance, with the sweeping music and camera angles.
They’re stumbling, twirling each other around and laughing, without hiding the fact that she's a shade taller than he is, all to this soft, staticky, half melancholy broadcast.
And when it's over, there comes the silence.
They’re stumbling, twirling each other around and laughing, without hiding the fact that she's a shade taller than he is, all to this soft, staticky, half melancholy broadcast.
And when it's over, there comes the silence.
Just a few seconds of it, while reality sinks back in for both of them, before they return to their opposite sides of the tent.
There are a lot of things that could have been put in that silence. The triangle could have been forced with an almost-kiss, or diffused with a "thanks, I needed that," but we don't get either of those things.
The scene brings out the very deep love between the two of them, built over the course of nearly seven years and countless shared life-and-death experiences, without explaining, defining, or apologizing for it. It just is, and this moment is just a moment, a stolen reprieve that ends, and I think it's beautiful.
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There are a lot of things that could have been put in that silence. The triangle could have been forced with an almost-kiss, or diffused with a "thanks, I needed that," but we don't get either of those things.
The scene brings out the very deep love between the two of them, built over the course of nearly seven years and countless shared life-and-death experiences, without explaining, defining, or apologizing for it. It just is, and this moment is just a moment, a stolen reprieve that ends, and I think it's beautiful.
Agree? Disagree? Comments are always welcome! Or keep up with my fictional musings by joining me on Facebook, on Twitter, or by signing up for email updates in the panel on the right!
