My expectations were low going in, as I haven't thoroughly enjoyed a Tarantino film since "Inglourious," but this was still a disappointment. The narrative is surprisingly thin and tedious, and the superfluous banter falls far short of QT's previous gems. Sure, it's a great-looking ode to old Hollywood but the film industry scenarios are generic, making the jokes obvious. The three stars are for Brad and Leo's charm and talent. I wish they had a more unique and complex script.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
This film will certainly create new Queen fans, but why fabricate a plotline using a clichéd rockstar movie template when there's a true story that's uniquely interesting? Freddie Mercury isn't Dewey Cox. He didn't betray the band by going solo (Roger and Brian did solo projects years before Freddie did; and Roger assisted Freddie's solo effort); the band never broke up; Live Aid wasn't their swan song; etc. Freddie is a one-of-a-kind music icon with an R-rated journey. His legacy deserves more than this sanitized cookie-cutter PG-13 crowd-pleaser.