I think I need to stop doing reviews of biopics for people I love and revere because I go in with too high of expectations for the movie to cover everything about the person and make it an enjoyable filmgoing experience, which is inherently impossible. The problem is that when you try to shove an entire life into a two hour and fifteen-minute movie, something is going to have to give, either story beats or proper pacing.
Bohemian Rhapsody opted to keep as much of the story beats as possible and while it ended on a high note, the journey there was not without its issues.
Source: Destructoid Review: Bohemian Rhapsody