yellow vespa

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Behind the scenes of The Idiot’s Lantern (Part One of Four)

Excerpts from Jason Arnopp’s interviews in DWM #371

Russell [Davies, Show runner]:  ”The Doctor and Rose on the Vespa is just the perfect image!  Were we thinking of publicity photos?  Oh yes we were! Though even the simplest thing on Doctor Who causes complications, cos then David had to go and have Vespa lessons - and even fell off at one point! - and we had to hire two stunt doubles for some of the driving. Everything costs!”

Euros [Lyn, Director]:
”The bike is a real 1956 Vespa and fiendishly difficult to ride.  Even our stunt-rider who’d done The Bourne Identity was stalling it, so David had no chance.  Whenever you see them riding in wide-shot, it’s their stunt doubles. We did one dialogue scene where they were strapped into something resembling an over-sized baby-walker which surrounded the moped like an island”

Other parts available here [ 2 ] [ 3 ] [ 4 ]
The rest of the behind-the-scenes photosets are available here

Interviewer: Where do you see yourself in five years?

Lasercorn: Slightly dehydrated, eating refried beans out of a can in an abandoned, old, metal trailer. My look can be described as “grungy power ranger shounen.” With me, there are four other people with similar aesthetics, dipping their feet in a duck-taped wading pool and sharing a cooler of popsicles. Against a cinder-block fire pit that may or may not shelter multiple rattlesnakes leans a bright yellow vespa that may or may not be able to hover, and a goat is chewing on what’s left of a potted plant just outside the trailer’s front door. On an old radio, with antenna longer than I am tall, turned into dan un-locatable radio station, blink-182 crackles in and out. The government thinks I’m dead and my student loans are void. Things are good.

  • Isen: Where do you see yourself in five years?
  • John: Slightly dehydrated, eating refried beans out of a can in an abandoned, old, metal trailer. My look can be described as “grungy power ranger shounen.” With me, there are four other people with similar aesthetics, dipping their feet in a duck-taped wading pool and sharing a cooler of popsicles. Against a cinder-block fire pit that may or may not shelter multiple rattlesnakes leans a bright yellow vespa that may or may not be able to hover, and a goat is chewing on what’s left of a potted plant just outside the trailer’s front door. On an old radio, with antenna longer than I am tall, turned into dan un-locatable radio station, blink-182 crackles in and out. The government thinks I’m dead and my student loans are void. Things are good.