It is a film who I love. Very much, no doubts for Helmut Berger, for the nostalgia about Luchino Visconti ' s Ludwig and for wise crafted script.
And, of course, for cinematography, few scenes, clash between art and nature, the relation between the king looking for make ideal realitz and an actor who becomes, scene by scene, more pragmatic.
The rest of Helmut Berger was the kick to see it again. Being impressed by the precise, trait by trait , portrait of the king , for many reasons more impressive, admirable and touching than the neurotic character of 1972 film.
It is more than a beautiful film but , in some measure, a confession of a profound interesting actor and precious gift for a part of public, attached by his career under the touch of unique Visconti.
In short, a sort of experience, with fascinating nuances and sparkles.
And, of course, for cinematography, few scenes, clash between art and nature, the relation between the king looking for make ideal realitz and an actor who becomes, scene by scene, more pragmatic.
The rest of Helmut Berger was the kick to see it again. Being impressed by the precise, trait by trait , portrait of the king , for many reasons more impressive, admirable and touching than the neurotic character of 1972 film.
It is more than a beautiful film but , in some measure, a confession of a profound interesting actor and precious gift for a part of public, attached by his career under the touch of unique Visconti.
In short, a sort of experience, with fascinating nuances and sparkles.