"...a re-run from a few years ago." ...it still works.

Yeah I know it would be impossible to film "Death in Venice" today. Still the damned thing,...despite being cute pisses me the hell off. There's director Visconti up there with sweetie pie.

That Tadzio damned flirt. "...You cruel bastard!"

The professor is even worse. He just sits there, and stares. I'm watching this thing wondering, "...well when da hell is the wild shit gonna start?" 

You're either going to put a "Do not Disturb" sign. Order their best Champagne break out the Coke Meth, and Buddhist prayer beads. Then bang each other through the damned bed-springs or ya ain't!

 

They didn't.
Two frigging hours, ...flirts from sweetie pie, and repressed anguish from grandpa! It was like a Queer version of the "Blue Angel". 

I read the book. "D.I.V" I know what the original deal was.   However when I first saw the film. Com'on it was the seriously insane early 1970's. I figured there 'must' have been some seriously wild re-writing going on.

Nada.

Older Artist meets Angelic youth,...if that ain't a recipe for some serious entanglements. It don't matter if it was guys'n guys gals'n gals or any mixed stew of them. Something' should'a happened. 

Oh the gorgeous what if's of all this. 

Tadzio dreams, and learns at the feet of his love. This in a Holy Spring Autumn union of spirits. Last scene years later. On the banks of the Danube. Spring in bright bloom. He's lays his beloved to rest. A Viking funeral. A blazing ship carrying him to Valhalla. 

Never mind. 

Try again in a 1000 years.

I'll be watching from Purgatory.