As an amateur rock historian who’s read countless rock biographies and seen most of the major music biopics about bands and stars, especially from the ‘60s and ‘70s, I’ll admit that most of them suck. One that particularly drives me insane is 2018’s Bohemian Rhapsody about Queen. I’m not even a very big fan of the band, but it still manages to enrage me to an admittedly unhealthy degree. It’s not the performances or the music; it’s the god-awful storytelling that manipulates the history of the band and especially Freddie Mercury’s life story.
