L'ange blond de Visconti - Björn Andrésen, de l'éphèbe à l'acteur

Our sympathies follow this spectral Gothic figure as the familiar tale of instant fame followed by disillusionment is played out.

Not an actor (his acting in DIV minimal and awkward) and defined by his looks, I wish he had followed full time his talent for music. Watching him listening to his own playing of Chopin was revealing. But the musical part of his life is left out of this film and therein lies the imbalance.

Obviously a depressive which may have been inherited from his mother, would his life have been much different without DIV? Impossible to live with and self pitying.

I'm not sure why his grandmother comes in for such blame here. Using opportunities as they arise is not blameworthy. She surely would have wanted him to have a happy life, she brought the two children up and his sister seems to be well adjusted,