Steamboat Bill, Jr., was an odd little silent film and not really to Rachel’s taste, though she could find things to admire about it. There was an amusing sort of absurdity to the slapstick comedy, and even she could tell that several of the stunts and effects had been cutting edge back in the 1920s. The title cards were painfully simple and straightforward, even in the original English, which floated above the Korean subtitles. The film never made her laugh, but she did smile a couple times, mostly at the contrast between the main actor’s deadpan expression and the ridiculous events going on around him.
So far as Rachel could tell, Hyo-shin was one of the only students not taking notes. That didn’t mean he wasn’t paying close attention to the film. From his intense expression and occasional anticipatory grins, Rachel could tell he was absorbed by it. He laughed a couple times, a sound that made Rachel smile slightly in response. Hyo-shin only caught her looking at him once, and the look he gave her made a small, silly part of her wish that he had tried to take her hand.
But he didn’t, and she didn’t offer, and his attention was drawn back to the screen. Continue reading “Dividing Lines: Chapter Forty-Two”