I like this because of its willful negligence.
There are far too many photographs that look just like photographs should: nice, organized, sharp, and lamentably coherent. Photographs accommodating only one possible interpretation. Photographs that are ultimately more about the photographer than anything else. Photographs that can be repeated by any hack, and that unfortunately so often are.
This photograph is none of that. It speaks instead of impulsiveness and the exhilaration of a moment that cannot be repeated, by this photographer or any other. And yet perhaps it's not so slap-dash after all? Everything that needs to be in it is in it, and all that doesn't isn't. The tilt is good because it's apt ... imagine how ill-suited it would be if it were meticulously level! And the focus, which in this case is no more than a mumbled threat, is perfect too. It provides just enough illumination for the viewer to navigate by, but not enough to be blinding.
The result is an ambiguous and unfinished image that can provide long minutes of exercise for the restless mind. And even then it's not done; no 'resolution' is ever going to be correct and final, so when you've finished looking at it you can start all over again and have a whole new experience!
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