Have you ever seen the classic mystery film In the Heat of the Night? White sheriff (Rod Steiger) in southern town arrests black man from out of town (Sidney Poitier) for a murder; black man not only has an alibi but proves to be a big city homicide detective; sheriff and detective both solve murder and earn each other's initially reluctant respect as professionals. Midway through the film the sheriff invited the detective into his home and indeed into his personal sitting room, and they drank whiskey together and discussed the loneliness of a policeman's life.
Years ago, when chorale's family were still in the habit of watching videos, we took In the Heat of the Night there one holiday. And when we got to that scene I leaned over and whispered to her, "Slash!" And of course it was a joke, because Rod Steiger wasn't the sort of romantic figure that attracts slash (Sidney Poitier was a different story!), and because we were both perfectly sure the writers weren't thinking of that. But if you read that scene in fanfic it would be really easy to read it as slash.
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Date: 2015-11-12 02:37 pm (UTC)Years ago, when