Bohemian Rhapsody Review: A Lesson in Failure from Freddie Mercury

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Bohemian Rhapsody Review: A Lesson in Failure from Freddie Mercury

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here are only two real stars in the Freddie Mercury biopic Bohemian Rhapsody – leading man Rami Malek’s prosthetic two front teeth, which give him a campy-yet-innocent air, and lend his voice an interesting cadence. As for the rest of the movie, like the now-legendary lyric from the song goes, “Nothing really matters.” Bohemian Rhapsody teased us by promising a front-row seat to the hedonism, heartbreak, and hijinks that defined a British-Indian rock titan, but the Bryan Singer-directed film is a waste of its subject’s dramatic potential.

Watching Bohemian Rhapsody feels like listening to a DMX album on Apple Music –  it’s a lobotomised clone of the original, stripped of all its sizzle and charisma, until what remains is a hollowed-out husk. Where’s the craziness Freddie was known for? Where are Brian May, Roger Taylor, and John Deacon? But most importantly, where’s Freddie? He seems lost, in what was hyped to be a dive into the man’s mind. The film winds up as a mundane retelling of common knowledge easily discovered after a couple of hours spent on Google.

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