The prime shared one big pic in pieces on twitter! :) I put it together as pic and as gif :). (with corrected Vive la révolution (there was Viva: Vive is French, Viva is Spanish :))))
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The prime shared one big pic in pieces on twitter! :) I put it together as pic and as gif :). (with corrected Vive la révolution (there was Viva: Vive is French, Viva is Spanish :))))
David Tennant today at the Basingstoke Comic Con! :) Here is him with a fan as Crowley reenacting the final Ritz scene :). (tweet) (ooh is that the Loch Ness monster on his shirt? :D - reminds me of the Crowley Loch Ness :D)
From the DVD commentary, episode 1:
The Garden of Eden scene, the wing scene is coming up
Douglas Mackinnon: And we’re heading towards what, I think, is actually my favourite shot in the entire series, which is the shot where it starts to rain and a wing comes up to cover the other angel.
Neil Gaiman: And it also covers Adam and Eve.
Douglas Mackinnon: Yeah.
Neil Gaiman: I love the fact that they’re covered by it too.
People have pointed out that the piano lid in the very very very last shot of the last episode reflects that wing and I’ve always meant to ask you if that was intentional or just gloriously accidental.
Douglas Mackinnon: It was gloriously intentional.
Fun fact: is some languages the grand piano is called ‘a wing’ :) (Flügel in German, křídlo in Czech)
Perhaps the recent exertions had had some fallout in the nature of reality because, while they were eating, for the first time ever, a nightingale actually did sing in Berkeley Square. Nobody heard it over the noise of the traffic, but it was there, right enough.
That certain night, the night we met, There was magic abroad in the air. There were angels dining at the Ritz And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square. I may be right, I may be wrong, But I'm prefectly willing to swear That when you turned and smiled at me A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square...