Doctor Who 5x10 Vincent and the Doctor

Por motivos -creo que- obvios, éste es uno de los capítulos (entre los que sabía que existen) que más ganas tenía que ver. Y no sólo no me ha decepcionado, si no todo lo contrario. Es increíblemente precioso.

Supongo que no a todo el mundo le llegará igual, habrá a quién le deje totalmente indiferente, pero a mí me ha tocado, mucho. Me parece un pequeño gran homenaje a uno de los más grandes pintores de la historia. Y muy en relación con ese tema que tanto me obsesiona últimamente, buscar las fuentes de los actuales medios de expresión en los de los siglos pasados, el arte -en el sentido más tradicional- como inspiración del cine, la fotografía, la televisión y la publicidad. Porque el arte no es algo estático, fluye y cambia y se reinventa ante nuestros ojos, y sólo se trata de saber buscar.

-The Doctor: No. Definitely not. This is the problem with the impressionists - not accurate enough. This would never happen with Gainsborough (*) or one of those proper painters. Sorry, Vincent.

 

-The Doctor: And you'll be sure to tell me if you see any, you know, monsters.
-Vincent: Yes. While I may be mad, I'm not stupid.
-The Doctor: No, quite. And, to be honest... not sure about mad either. It seems to me depression is a very complex...
-Vincent: Shhhhh! I'm working.
-The Doctor: Well, yes. Paint. Do painting!
*later*
-The Doctor: I remember watching Michelangelo painting the Sistine Chapel. Wow! What a whinger. I said to him, "If you're scared of heights, you shouldn't have taken the job."
-Amy: Shhhh!
*later*
-The Doctor: And Picasso. What a ghastly old goat. I kept telling him, "Concentrate, Pablo, it's one eye, either side of the face."
  

-Vincent: Hold my hand, Doctor. Try to see what I see. We are so lucky we are still alive to see this beautiful world. *los tres se cojen de las manos* Look at the sky. It's not dark and black and without character. The black is in fact deep blue. And over there, lighter blue. And blowing through the blueness and the blackness, the wind swirling through the air and then, shining, burning, bursting through - the stars! Can you see how they roar their light? Everywhere we look, the complex magic of nature blazes before our eyes.

-The Doctor: I've seen many things, my friend. But you're right. Nothing quite as wonderful as the things you see.

-Vincent: I will miss you terribly.

 -The Doctor: *están en el Musée d'Orsay, se acerca a Black, un experto sobre Van Gogh* I just wondered, between you and me, in 100 words, where do you think Van Gogh rates in the history of art?
-Black: Well, big question. But, to me, Van Gogh is the finest painter of them all. Certainly, the most popular, great painter of all time, the most beloved. His command of colour, the most magnificent. He transformed the pain of his tormented life into ecstatic beauty. Pain is easy to portray, but to use your passion and pain to portray the ecstasy and joy and magnificence of our world no-one had ever done it before. Perhaps no-one ever will again. To my mind, that strange, wild man who roamed the fields of Provence was not only the world's greatest artist, but also one of the greatest men who ever lived.
*Vincent emieza a llorar*

-Amy: So, you were right. No new paintings. We didn't make a difference at all.

-Doctor: I wouldn't say that. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things. The good things don't always soften the bad things. But, vice versa - the bad things don't necessarily spoil the good things or make them unimportant. And we definitely added to his pile of good things. And if you look carefully..., maybe we did indeed make a couple of little changes.

-Amy: If we had got married, our kids would have had very, very red hair.

-The Doctor: The ultimate ginger.

-Amy: The ultimate ginge.

Esta imagen está descolocada, iría entre la tercera y la cuarta, pero me apetecía más ponerla aquí. "The ultimate ginger."

Un capítulo perfecto. De verdad que recomiendo muchísimo verlo si os gusta Van Gogh, aún cuando no se sea seguidor de la serie. La fotografía, la música, esa luz tan holandesa, ese color tan perfectamente elegido, esas menciones... <3. Me encanta cuando las series me regalan estas cosas.

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*Thomas Gainsborough (1727-1788) fue un pintor inglés, considerado uno de los grandes paisajistas y retratista de la historia. Pintor favorito de la familia real -aunque nunca fue su pintor oficial-; pese a que elegido uno de los miembros fundadores de la Royal Academy of Arts, su estilo, de pincelada suelta, se basa más en la observacion de la naturaleza que en la aplicación de estrictas reglas académicas. Entre sus principales influencias podemos destacar a Van Dyck, el paisaje holandés y el grabado francés, aunque supo desarrollar un estilo propio. Y aquí (o buscando simplemente en Google) podéis ver sus obras: http://www.wga.hu/index1.html

CHILVERS, Ian: Diccionario de arte, Alianza Editorial.

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P.D.: mister Black, el especialista del museo, es igual que Francisco Calvo Serraller, hasta me he planteado si no será a propósito...