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The heart of the problem is Piotr Adamczyk's portral of Chopin, who is styled as a pompous ass, albeit not an entertaining one a la Mozart. Chopin doesn't have much of a story outside of his musical stylings (which don't merit much attention in this movie) and his relationship with George Sand, the noted feminist author who also romanced Liszt. The problem isn't really even Adamczyk's performance but the fact that we're far more interested in Sand (Danuta Stenka) and her offspring. (This is probably because the Sand family is portrayed as impetuous and headstrong instead of dour and mannish.)
Ultimately we don't learn much about Chopin the man, as the film dutifully ticks off important events in his life while obviously playing up his girlfriend's sex appeal. Not a bad move if you're throwing history to the wind, but they should have given their star the same treatment while they were at it.
Aka Chopin. Pragnienie milosci, Chopin: Desire for Love.
