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"Albireo"

the TL:DR:

Christmas special cancelled

Russell T Davies and his production company are leaving the show

RTD has confirmed on Instagram that there was never a script or proper plan for the Christmas special

The show is going out to competitive tender.

For anyone who is confused as to what 'competitive tender' means:

You KNOW classic SF used the limited displays of CRT television and the static of transmitted signals the way theaters use stage makeup and lighting to make inexpensive props look great fine— take advantage of the medium! But it's hard to imagine how it looked if you've only seen Blu-ray HD restorations.

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an angel, whose purpose is to serve and devote themselves to god, who can’t love anything more than them. an angel saying that he feels complete not only by another being (which is already huge) but by a demon !!!

i can’t imagine a greater love confession, not from aziraphale, who always tried—even forced himself—to have faith in god’s plan and intentions, to serve her blindly and to be on her side and her side only.

aziraphale, who barely dared to speak to her when asked, now standing his ground at the boundaries of a universe that already ceased to exist, with nothing left to lose, and nothing left to fight for. speaking up for himself, blaming god for his own misery, for creating someone so perfect for him but never letting him live that love openly and freely. they spent 6000 years dancing around each other, pretending they weren’t an us, because he couldn’t go against the ineffable plan, against his purpose as an angel, against god. meanwhile, god didn’t care at all.

and now here they are, god, satan, aziraphale and his other half, one step away from eternal nothingness, from complete and cruel erasure. and here he is, this angel who in his lord’s face confesses his love and devotion to the one who actually inspired him, who showed him what pure kindness and selfless, unconditional and stubborn love really look like. not the almighty herself, but crowley. the best of god’s angels according to aziraphale, and probably the one who was hurt by her the most.

also, I hope you don’t mind me adding to this, but I love the way aziraphale frames this as “why give me crowley” . it’s the pure selfishness of it, as if crowley was made for him and him alone. for aziraphale, crowley was like a gift from god, a blessing, a bringer of light in a universe in which there was so much darkness. aziraphale is claiming crowley as his.

and it brings to mind the myth of plato, the idea that humans were originally made with four arms and four legs and were cruelly split in two. the humans in that myth spend their existence searching for their other halves, but aziraphale was given his, and not truly allowed to be one with him. for millions of years he has been taunted with everything he could have ever wanted, it’s been dangled on a string in front of him. there was no way he could enjoy being whole, given he was an angel and crowley a demon. he was complete, but it could only ever be bittersweet.

how cruel of god to specifically offer him this perfect gift, this eternal happiness, and then forbid him it.

and it just makes you think about how many times aziraphale has thought over the centuries: wow, look what I’ve been given. a treasure. a shooting star.

when asa met anthony, i wonder if he looked up at the sky and thought, thank you, universe. and when he made his wish on a shooting star, perhaps what he wished for is anthony never to be taken away.