Monday, April 22, 2019
For the love of shit
I reckon this was done under the watchful eyes of the remaining Queen members, so Bohemian Rhapsody gives a onesided, slicked, even lazy and easily digestable portrayal of the band and its vocalist Freddie Mercury. There's suprisingly little to grab hold of, a typical biopic, probably all the juiciest bits evened out and their biggest assets - their songs and song writing - are left without too much attention. And not to take anything away from Rami Malek's performance, but his flamboyance was a tad too excessive and it just looked like actor doing his job, nothing too remarkable.
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That kid ain't a killer
A hitchhiker leaves quite a many dead people in his wake. A young man escapes the clutches of him and is subsequently stalked by the fucker....
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