Within the first week of its showing, I have watched it thrice. The first time was very emotional: I am one of the millions of second-generation Queen fans who are too young to have watched Live Aid, but old enough to remember the day that Freddie died. The second time was with more friends, who still teared up and were overwhelmed at the right places. The theater was full on the last full show, and people clapped at the end. The third time, I splurged for an IMAX version. The recording and concert scenes deserve to be experienced in an huge screen and the best possible theater surround sound. Even long-time Queen fans may discover new layers in the songs that they may have never heard or noticed before. If you aren't too familiar with Freddie's mastery of showmanship and performance, do yourself a favor and add to the 100+ million views on YouTube of their Live Aid set. Regardless if you watch it before or after the film, you will have a better appreciation of the film. To hardcore Queen fans who are anticipating an accurate biopic, leave that expectation out of the theater. It is not a perfect Oscar-bait film; it probably didn't aim to be that. It is a tribute film, and a celebration of Queen, the music, the experience, and the fans that gave them the energy and inspiration to create. Ay-oh, Freddie. Ay-oh.