Trev’s review published on Letterboxd:
"I know who you are, Freddie Mercury"
No, you don't.
This film doesn't have the slightest clue who Freddie Mercury was. Bohemian Rhapsody walks on eggshells when tackling the marvelous legacy of Freddie Mercury, and it results in a massive failure of a biopic. The tackling of his sexuality is frustrating, the story is boring and disingenuous, and it just isn't really that well out together at all.
Let's talk about that first one real quick. It isn't a secret Mercury was bi-sexual and a massive icon to LGBTQA+ people, but at times, it feels like the film shames him for his queerness. It felt very disgusting that way it was handled. It's a huge part of the film too; driving his every decisions and personality, but ultimately, makes him the villain of his own film, which is just frustrating.
Even without that, the film portrays him as a huge irredeemable asshole. I was almost baffled, but there's almost nothing else to his character besides being a massive jerk to his band mates and friends, and we know that really wasn't him. The supporting characters are flat and boring, but the film still tries to get us to care about them by painting them as goodie-two-shoes that have the moral high ground over Mercury.
Mercury was so much more than this movie offers. Trust me. If you dig deep you'll learn so much about him and what he stood for. He was such a powerful rock star and this film FAILS at even capturing how iconic he was. He deserves so much better than this. And it honestly feels like such a slap in the face to him and anyone who was involved in his life. What a massive pile of shit.