My grandparents had Bogie & Bacall. My parents had Taylor & Burton. My generation was introduced to the concept of "confrontational love" through the magical coupling of Han Solo and Princess Leia Organa. But not at first, no. Throughout Star Wars
we had to wonder if Leia was more interested in a chaste Luke smooch or a much more manly plan with Han. At that point, nobody (not even George Lucas) knew that Leia was Luke's sister.
But then something fairly special happened in 1980's The Empire Strikes Back
: the screenwriters, along with Harrison Ford and Carrie Fisher, decided that Han and Leia should be the smoldering sort of "almost lovers" that we desperately wanted to see ... smooch. Formerly a selfish cad, Han has typical trouble expressing his emotion. Formerly an ice-queen bitch of a princess, Leia was finally thawing out a little -- and then they all head to Cloud City to meet Lando Calrissian.
Much ink has been spilled over the years regarding "how" the following scene was shot -- was it scripted, was it improv? -- but the final result is something truly special. One of the franchise's darkest moments is brightened immeasurably when Princess Leia finally admits her love for Han Solo ... and he responds as only a lovable scoundrel could.