My post about Crowley seeking out Aziraphale, despite the fact that they’d just had two fights, had me re(-re-re-re-)watching the flaming bookshop scene again.
And you know what I noticed? The music is not just relevant to the thing about Queen tapes in the Bentley, or Aziraphale and Crowley being best friends. The exact lyrics they chose to overlay with the exact imagery it used, is impeccably tragic.
The music starts as he’s driving, and fades as he gets out of the Bentley and talks to the fireman. The moment he opens the doors to the burning bookshop the volume kicks back up to the line “you know I’ll never be lonely”. This is followed by a shot of the flaming gramophone playing “You’re my only one, and I love the things – I really love the things that you do. Oh, you’re my best friend.”
By the way, that’s not even the first verse of the song. It was purposely chosen (everything is meant) for that line and that music and that imagery.
After he realizes that Aziraphale isn’t actually in the shop, the music cuts out and it cuts to the ambient sound of a burning bookshop and dramatic music.
Like. Damn. Literally, damn, as in: this hellscape of Aziraphale’s burning bookshop and the sudden loss of his 6000-year-old ineffable husband has to absolutely be Crowley’s personal hell. Satan has nothing on the fact that Aziraphale is essentially the ONLY ONE who shows him any kind of kindness, decency, respect, and actual care. There’s also the fact that it’s not a one way relationship: he genuinely cares about and loves the angel, and he’s just gone suddenly while Crowley’s floundering to escape the Forces of Hell.
That again brings me back to the heartbreak of the scene in the pub where he’s drunkenly recounting how it all went wrong, as he sits there and essentially gives up for the first time in his existence on Earth.
So, anyway, I’ll be over here tending my broken heart.