So merely half an hour after photographing the lovely Marion Cotillard across the other side of the Thames, I found myself in a circular stairwell off a disregarded access-road leading to an almost hidden side-entrance of BFI Southbank, and why? Well, firstly because I didn't want to go home. Only loneliness and pain lay there. But secondly because despite not being a Dr Who fan, I had no reservation in photographing the two main stars walking from their cars to the door, stopping to sign for fans who'd located the hidden BFI entrance. I don't need to watch a show to go to an event... don't you remember I went to the Inbetweeners 2 premiere just two days earlier?
Here's how it went down.
So... that was a premiere. Of sorts. Technically. I can't say I came away much the wiser, and I'm still intimidated by the some 800 episode (97 missing????) and 50+ years of history I'd need to digest in order to catch up on everything I've missed in this particular SciFi Institution. I've been assured that it's quite accessible.... but I have my doubts. I came away from Guardians of the Galaxy having somewhat enjoyed it but been reminded that comic books have pretzel-like interconnectedness and constant regenerations, revisions, reboots and retcons.
But if an Oscar Winner and a beautiful Actress can't make me start, who can?
Until next time!