Steve Warner’s review published on Letterboxd:
To call this the most basic music biopic on record does a disservice to films like Ray and Walk the Line, as this is one of those movies where every five minutes you keep asking yourself, “Is this as terrible as I think it is?” The last forty minutes is one scene after another of Mercury coming to some dramatic conclusion while the camera does a slow push-in on his face. Every. Freakin’. Scene. The scene right before Live Aid where Freddie has tea with his parents is the worst thing I’ve seen in a film this year. It’s so bad the guys from 15:17 to Paris were in the back of the theater going, “Yeeeeesh.” Rami Malek gives a committed performance, and we get to hear Queen songs. But yeah, this is dire.