River and the Doctor Appreciation Day - April 22nd

Who else was I going to fall in love with? a study in boops and looks

I think River is a woman who is completely fearless and not always entirely scrupulous and doesn’t suffer fools at all. She’s brilliant, she’s great, kind of- almost a super hero character to write for. You know she’s never apologised, she’s never fussed and she’s always on the move. I think, as a heroine, she works tremendously well. She’s fun, she’s funny. I’m always happier when River turns up.
—  Jenny Colgan, Behind the Scenes of The Diary of River Song
She’s got to play a person who is extremely intelligent and very powerful and very dangerous when she puts her mind to something. Which she does without any effort at all. Which is why my character has to go to such efforts to hobble her through lies and drugs, basically. You know, I have to sort of take away her google by disabling the ship’s computer and drug her so that she keeps thinking she’s ill and dying. And all of those things are really to stop her seeing through me. Which she would do if she as at full strength, very quickly because she’s such a powerful and able person.
—  Samuel West, Behind the Scenes of The Diary of River Song

River & the Doctor Appreciation Countdown challenge - April 16th, we shone like a star & blinded who stared: your favourite moment(s)


River & the Doctor Appreciation Countdown challenge - April 17th. colour me in: that painted backdrop

Steven Moffat: I love those Powell and Pressburger movies. And there’s a certain atmosphere you get from that. It’s slightly different. It doesn’t look unreal. It doesn’t look the same as real. It’s sort of heightened. Do you know what I mean? It’s story-book.

Frances Barber: And viewers feel like a voyeur. Kind of “you shouldn’t be watching”.

- The Wedding of River Song Audio Commentary

Ask me to think of a colour for River and the Doctor and I will see an impossible sky from the end of time. Red and oranges, purple to navy blue. A continuous canvas, interrupted by soft dark mounds in the distance and punctured by blinking whites.

I will see this painted backdrop.

And because Moffat is right and this is very Powell and Pressburger-like, I will also see a room hung in the sky, open for confession and wind. The air is so clear that nothing keeps you from seeing straight into yourself. Life and love put on trial. Stairway to the afterlife. Sacrificial altars where lovers meet. I see egoism and trust concatenated, desire and death interlocked, interlude and reality married.

All that from reds and blues merging.

I really love this painted backdrop.