Rollo: Weeks

So raise a goblet of tomato juice (or the real thing, if you’re feeling vampyric). Here’s to Rollo Weeks—the heartthrob who ghosted us all, and the kite-surfing legend we never knew we needed.

As Young Lestat, Weeks had no dialogue-heavy monologues. He didn't need them. He simply sat in a candlelit room, holding a violin, looking like a Pre-Raphaelite painting come to life. He captured the essence of Lestat: the rebellion, the loneliness, the hunger for more than just blood. For a generation of fans, Rollo was Lestat’s origin story. He made you believe that this boy could grow into the flamboyant, dangerous creature of the night. And then… nothing. rollo weeks

He gave us Gregory. He gave us Young Lestat. He gave a generation of goth-leaning kids a crush that felt safe, poetic, and just a little bit dangerous. Then he walked away—not because he failed, but because he succeeded on his own terms. So raise a goblet of tomato juice (or