Thinking about that moment...
It all happens so fast. But just look at this face...
Until today I had never slowed it down to see Hutch's face as he rounds the car. It is a blurr in full speed and really hard to capture frame by frame. My computer DVD player is probably not powerful enough to get better ones, but these stills tell the story anyway. He knew what he was facing before he saw it.
There are many SR fics that put the words to these moments beautifully. My favorite is this one, though, by Keri Mera keri_mera in her story, Turbulences http://starskyhutcharchive.net/viewstory.php?sid=616&chapter=1
"The silence was the loudest sound that morning.
Not the screeching tires or the grating sound of metal scraping metal. Not the deafening shots, the shattering glass. Not even the roar of his own gun, his own voice yelling his partner's name.
No, the loudest sound that morning was the silence screaming from the other side of the Torino.
It reverberated around Hutch's head, a roaring echo in his mind, louder than the rushing noise in his ears, the screaming of his heart. Time slowed, crawled. It took an eternity to reach the other side of the car.
It didn't matter. The silence told him everything he needed to know. Even before he got there, in those endless seconds of wading through the quicksand of his nightmare, he knew.
He saw..."
What a terrifying moment for Hutch. Before he even gets to Starsky, he knows. Just look at his face.
Until today I had never slowed it down to see Hutch's face as he rounds the car. It is a blurr in full speed and really hard to capture frame by frame. My computer DVD player is probably not powerful enough to get better ones, but these stills tell the story anyway. He knew what he was facing before he saw it.
There are many SR fics that put the words to these moments beautifully. My favorite is this one, though, by Keri Mera keri_mera in her story, Turbulences http://starskyhutcharchive.net/viewstory.php?sid=616&chapter=1
"The silence was the loudest sound that morning.
Not the screeching tires or the grating sound of metal scraping metal. Not the deafening shots, the shattering glass. Not even the roar of his own gun, his own voice yelling his partner's name.
No, the loudest sound that morning was the silence screaming from the other side of the Torino.
It reverberated around Hutch's head, a roaring echo in his mind, louder than the rushing noise in his ears, the screaming of his heart. Time slowed, crawled. It took an eternity to reach the other side of the car.
It didn't matter. The silence told him everything he needed to know. Even before he got there, in those endless seconds of wading through the quicksand of his nightmare, he knew.
He saw..."
What a terrifying moment for Hutch. Before he even gets to Starsky, he knows. Just look at his face.