In all of our lives, there are things which sum up everything about us. Whether it be a poem, a picture, a book, a film, or a song, these things become emblematic of who we are at our core. These are the things that fill up our souls, increasing great joy and tempering terrible sorrows. Recognizing that the hallowed music of rock n’roll band Queen represents many of these moments to millions of people around the world, it makes sense that eventually a biopic would come to be, attempting to sum up the lives of the members – Freddie Mercury, Roger Taylor, Brian May, and John Deacon – and the music they created. Ideally, this would be done in a manner befitting the reverence the music and the lead singer, the incredibly unique Mercury, inspired in fans. However, the story is ill-served by the Bryan Singer-directed "Bohemian Rhapsody", an experience more focused on fan-service than an honest exploration of the band’s history. This would be bad enough, except the script by Anthony McCarten and Peter Morgan piles on by manipulating the events of history to fit the narrative dramatically. The fans deserve better. Queen deserves better. Freddie deserves better.
For the complete, spoiler-free review, head to EoM: elementsofmadness.com/2018/10/29/bohemian-rhapsody/