Nancy Fisher – Google

I thought this film was a stark depiction of the intense pain of the human condition. The setting was a metaphor for the trudging through of it all. Nothing was meant to be taken at face value. The characters were complex inching their way to honesty with themselves and one another. The shots of the sad and misused apartment were symbols pieces of self grinding away settling into themselves just like the characters were. The mother was a survivor and heartbreaking...trying to get through and holding her grief close. The characters and setting were one Each speaking for the other. There was a ray of hope at the end. A light in as the apartment door was closed and the daughter offering to ride with her parents. This was a dark complicated character study where the simplicity of the settings held the nuances and intricacies of a family living through their collective and personal struggles.

For me this was a film to feel rather than to analyze. The music and performance by Malek were hard core soul capturing. It was a experience of lifting the intangibles upward so that you became one with the music...and watching Live Aid over and over was never the same experience. All the above seemed to mirror the charisma of Freddie Mercury....from the inside out. The story is simple and complex like the best and worst of life..but the power of the music rises above all that and expresses the struggles of the man...in waves of powerful and primitive feeling.. Mercury's stallion like swagger and the nuances of his performance were like sexual invitations. The actor was the musician.....it felt as if they were one. Just on the primal power of this....the man and the film were incredible.