Year of Release: 2018
Director: Bryan Singer, Dexter Fletcher
Stars: Rami Malek, Lucy Boynton, Gwilym Lee, Ben Hardy, Joseph Mazzello, Aidan Gillen, Allen Leech, Tom Hollander, Mike Myers, Aaron McCusker, Meneka Das, Ace Bhatti, Priya Blackburn, Dermot Murphy, Dickie Beau
Genre: Drama, Music
Score out of ten (whole numbers only): 2
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Synopsis & Review:
"Bohemian Rhapsody" is a film that feels trite, artificial and populated with every single music biopic cliche that is fathomable. The director(s) clearly wanted to check as many of these cliches as they could possibly do, namely: the misunderstood lead singer, the debacle with drugs, the promiscuity and fall from grace, the internal squabbles, the redemption, the coming to terms with their own truth. The film falters in delivering a portrayal of any of the band's team members as actual characters - they're all thinly developed, the same applying for Freddie, the main focus of the film. For someone as charismatic and as engrossing as Freddie Mercury was, there's never any real insight into what propelled him to be who he was. There's no real insight into what made him write the songs he wrote, or perform the way he did, or loved the men/women he actually pursued. The director tried to capture a wide canvas from when the band was created, all the way through 1985, at which point it basically replicates the performance Queen gave at Live Aid. It's a film where every single live performance feels deceptively staged and artificial, unlike what Bradley Cooper was able to capture with his recent "A Star is Born" for instance. Even Rami Malek's performance as Freddie Mercury lacks the irreverence, humor, energy and sexiness that Freddie Mercury always exuded. What made him such a great performer was the joy he managed to convey - the film, in an attempt to portray Freddie as someone haunted by his sexuality, highjacks that, making this character (and his obtrusive teeth) more of a shadow, and not a real person (not to mention his homosexuality is illustrated as a cliche from what gay people were perceived as in the 70s). There's questionable taste displayed throughout the film, with conflicting points of view emerging, between Bryan Singer's stylistic flourishes and Dexter Fletcher's contributions, with some transitions, meant to illustrate the 70s timeline, coming across as tacky and not so much as funny/irreverent. It's a sad waste of talent, and the film is a pale representation of the eclectic, rich, and iconic music produced by a talented group of musicians. A forgettable film from a director who has shown promise, but who stumbles more often than not.
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