The idea that there can’t be a gay character in a kid’s film… it’s ridiculous,
— Daniel Radcliffe.
Interview in “Attitude”, July 2009.
I genuinely want to thank whomever helped socialize/educate such a wonderfully clever, thoughtful young man. This guy needs to be heard much more often not casting spells.
Daniel Radcliffe is seriously one of my heroes.
To say I admire Dan Radcliffe would be an understatement and an injustice to how beautiful and deserving of praise his soul is.
Thank you for pointing out that the cause of homophobia and the lack of integration of education for gay kids is due to the denial of the recognition of homosexuality as a significant identity equal to that of being a race and ethnicity that one is born with that so many people cannot seem to recognize. If anyone can get the message out, it’s you Daniel.
The best kind of religion, in my opinion, is one that actually recognizes it’s follower’s right to question and discuss the variations of opinions and lifestyles without judgement… Sadly this isn’t always the case.
“The applause was deafening. Dozens upon dozens of people - each as inspirational and as a part of this era as the next - surrounded them, cheering, smiling through their tears.
Emma was the one to grab at their sleeves and pull them in. The golden trio, which had hugged so often in the past, was now locked in an embrace so loving and so desperate that suddenly all else seemed to melt away. They separated only ever so slightly to look at one another, to exchange within seconds all the words, love, and memories that ten years had made.
Dan was blinking rapidly. On his left, tilting her head up, Emma swallowed as her chin trembled. But it was Rupert who, with a distinct and seldom-used ferocity, told them, “Thank you,” before a single tear danced down his face.
The roar around them rose in their ears again as they all broke down, melting into one another, now weeping freely, feeling so much happiness and despair at once that it threatened to overtake them. When they finally pulled away, their hands remained tightly linked; they stood there, in a triangle, staring at one another and at all of the friends - the family - that continued to clap on every side.
Like phoenixes, they would have to embrace these ashes and rise from them once more. The prospect was both thrilling and terrifying.
But one thing was for sure. In this instance, at the very heart of the flames, they knew deep inside - the magic would never end.”
You just have to believe, but I’m still gonna miss the anticipation for new movies and books…