kmarus’s review published on Letterboxd:
This homophobic, '90s TV movie quality piece of shit is gonna do astronomical numbers at the box office while the mesmerizing new Suspiria is probably going to bomb horribly. What a dumb fucking world we live in.
The average classic rock listener doesn't know what to do with the fact that the biggest frontman in the history of stadium rock--a man whose music is zealously chanted by legions of meat and potatoes straight men between downs at every football game--was a gay man from Zanzibar. Instead of asking its audience to reckon with his queerness--surely one of the primary sources of his legendary power--Bohemian Rhapsody lazily casts his sexuality as the villain. It's fucking disgraceful. How do you make a gay panic movie about Freddie goddamn Mercury?!