Look at these faces! Craig’s anxious because he wants to talk to Sophie. The Doctor doesn’t want Craig looking into the room. And there’s a traffic cone! I can’t see a traffic cone in British television without thinking of Red Dwarf:
This is a great picture. I’ve come to really like Matt Smith, and I love moments like this that tie him into the greater continuity. Another such moment is in Vincent and the Doctor when he’s testing the identification machine, which also refers to the Hartnell image.
Here, this actually looks like a library card from 1963, typewritten. As an anachronist, I just eat this up. Here’s a zoom-in on the hi-def version:
I don’t usually save images with a lot of blur, but I made an exception in this case because this here’s comedy gold. I knew it would give me a laugh when appearing on random desktop, and that happened today. I know what’s going on here, and that’s hysterical.
Additionally, there are all the details you can see: the sketch on the wall behind the Doctor with a snapshot in the corner, the radio and the digital clock from the last century, the scattered money on the floor behind Craig, the magnet-encursted fridge. And there’s one detail you can’t quite see here but it flashes briefly earlier when the Doctor is making magical tea: there’s a crack in the wall behind the trash bin. A familiar-looking crack. I find myself searching for it here, although the out-of-focus blur would never let it show.
So, so glad to have this image.
This image is currently my random desktop on the right-hand screen. It gives me chills because I do imagine. I imagine that I am dying and afraid and a long, long way from home and I look up to see the most frightening thing that centuries of my culture have conditioned my people to fear. Mythic fear. Apocalyptic fear. Massive, massive fear. Just the mention of the name makes people roll backwards in reflex, eyestalks swiveling. And he’s standing over me in my last minutes, and my weapons are offline. And he wants my data core. I’d be shrieking too.
It’s cozy and creepy at the same time. Rita and the Doctor are getting on well. Love the homey teacup touch. Lovely color that echoes the swirls in the carpet. And yet, you’ve got a corpse and a platoon of ventriloquist dummies. The contrast really creates a mood. Plus I’m a sucker for an unusual perspective, so I love this camera angle a lot.
I frequently suspect random desktop of not being that random. Too often does it serve up two images from the same episode, and that bothers me. This time, any annoyance is overridden by the actual images selected. Like many others in the Why I Love series, the oranges in these go over big. On the right-hand image, I really like the perspective and composition. In the left, I like the use of orange to illuminate the captain in the mostly dark interior. In both I like the use of purple with orange.
This is one of those beautiful images that don’t have much emotional significance. I mean, yes, a nice clean house is emotionally pleasing, especially when it’s a friend doing it for you and you’ve been through a lot, but that’s not what this picture is about for me. For one thing, love-love-love all the orange and yellow. Love the perspective. Love the balance of dark and light. Love the Doctor’s silhouette against the light in the patio door, and yet we can still see him – nice fill lighting! Love the slanting shadows. Love the hamster cage. Love tiny baby feet. Love the fairy godfather feel – he just needs a wand.
I really enjoy this image.
As an aside, it’s a bit of a relief to be at the end of the series, when it comes to trying to decide what to hide for spoileryness and what not. The above doesn’t really give away any major plot points. It’s not like cleaning house is integral to the resolution of the conflict in this episode. But with others, it’s been hard for me to figure what’s a spoiler and what’s not.
There are two ways that I choose these, depending on why I’m posting. Method 1 involves catching sight of my random desktop and feeling moved to post what’s there. Method 2 involves feeling like posting an image, so I hit up the gallery and look at the random image in the menu to the left. Fascinating, right? I know.
This is Method 1.
For one thing, Rory and Amy (okay Arthur and Karen) are just beautiful people. It’s hard not to continually snap pics of them. Here there’s also pain, worry, and disbelief. Skinny Amy’s having contractions. She’s going into labor, and these two haven’t quite worked out how that can be, just yet. Things are about to get scary and sad.