a series of gaps where another strand of narrative ought to have been.
I had almost this exact reaction to The Night of the Hunter (1955). Without spoilers: there seemed to be a relationship between two of the characters that was thematically resonant, mythically balanced, and perfectly obvious to me and the friend with whom I watched the film—except that, in the end, it didn't exist. We'd assumed it. And we were both a little nonplussed, because the film made so much more sense with that assumption in place; it wasn't a plot hole, precisely, because the movie's events still held logically together, but it really did feel like there was just a piece missing. And we couldn't figure out why there should be.
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Date: 2006-09-20 06:35 pm (UTC)I had almost this exact reaction to The Night of the Hunter (1955). Without spoilers: there seemed to be a relationship between two of the characters that was thematically resonant, mythically balanced, and perfectly obvious to me and the friend with whom I watched the film—except that, in the end, it didn't exist. We'd assumed it. And we were both a little nonplussed, because the film made so much more sense with that assumption in place; it wasn't a plot hole, precisely, because the movie's events still held logically together, but it really did feel like there was just a piece missing. And we couldn't figure out why there should be.