I would like to use this week just to say that this last season of Doctor Who has been my favourite since the reboot back in 2005.
In particular though I wanted to compliment Mr Richard Curtis and the Doctor Who team's depiction of both Van Gogh and his madness. It was remarkable. Brilliant. The picture of a soul in torment, a rage of passion and emotion unable to be tamed by the strictures of society. Tony Curran gave a beautiful performance as the troubled master, assailed by demons.
For me the most poignant moment was when The Doctor sought to comfort Amy, saying:
'The good things don't always soften the bad things. But vice-versa the bad things don't spoil the good things or make them unimportant.'
This, to me, is the true essence of beauty. That beauty is not perfect. Perfection meets all aspired parameters exactly. It is repeatable, it can be reproduced, it can be mass produced, it is dull. Beauty is imperfect, its own darkness illustrating its light.
It is nice to know that there are people out there who do not see the world in absolutes, light or dark; but rather in competing shades of grey.
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References:
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Richard Curtis' 'Vincent and the Doctor
'; Doctor Who, BBC, 2010
