Bohemian Crapsody Review: Is this the real life? No, it’s all just fantasy
The Freddie Mercury biopic, Bohemian Rhapsody portrays a life of sex, drugs and rock ‘n’ roll without showing any sex or drugs and approximately twenty minutes of (reshot) rock ‘n’ roll.
A film with the potential to promote multiple agendas struggles to string together even one message to save itself from the one-dimensional Hollywood extravaganza that it is.
This narrative centered around the life of Freddie Mercury after he broke away from Roger and Brian, told by Roger and Brian is the exact car crash of inaccuracies you would come to expect. Freddie Mercury’s biopic succeeds in reducing the rock icon to nothing more than a crazy cat-man who falls victim to a string of uncharismatic Irish men who manipulate the singer towards his own demise, leaving Mercury completely blameless. To say Bohemian Rhapsody is a polished truth would be an understatement.
Between the warped timeline and twisted facts, the remaining two members of Queen have succeeded in erasing themselves from the history of Queen. Not to mention the fact that their imaginary record producer, played by Mike Myers, received more screen-time than actual band member and musical genius, John Deacon. To reduce him to a mere footnote of the film is an insult to bassists all around the world. Try and imagine Queen without the iconic bass-line that is ‘Another One Bites the Dust’.
There are entire articles and lengthy YouTube videos devoted to to slandering the editing in this film. To even attempt to compress its flaws into a single paragraph would be a disservice. Instead, I will leave you with this single two minute clip and let you decide for yourself if this film should have been nominated, let alone awarded, the Oscar for Best Editing.
What it does succeed in doing, however, is introducing a whole new generation to the magic of Queen. It gives a face to the classic ‘Stomp, Stomp, Clap’ song; a track so iconic that its beat alone is as, if not more famous, than the artist. The soundtrack also includes old favourites like ‘Don’t Stop Me Now’, ‘Radio Ga-Ga’ and every other song you heard on your last trip to Funderland.
The entertainment value outweighs the factual and thus, Bohemian Rhapsody should be stripped of its ‘biopic’ title. But if it’s not a biopic, then what is it? A two-hour lip-sync video? A Queen tribute? A Queen album with a modern visual? Too fake to be factual, but too factual to be fiction. Whatever, it is, save yourself the money and buy Queen Live at Wembley DVD instead, or simply watch their original Live Aid set on YouTube. Higher entertainment value, lower price.
Let’s face it, even the Glee finale performance of ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’ is more worthy of an Oscar than this film: