ROCKETMAN
Watched "Rocketman" with my Monday Movie Matinee group. I actually liked it better than "Bohemian Rhapsody." More music, LOTS of dancing (a few of the songs truly got a Bollywood treatment), fabulous costumes, and an interesting (if not dramatically indulgent) take on Elton John's life and history. (Spoiler alert: Music bent to timeline and not quite accurate if you want a historical film.) So much familiar music that created a vortex back to my high school days and I happily bopped along to the tunes in my seat. The major distraction was somebody a couple of rows back decided to sing-along and, really, had no clue what the lyrics were.
The uptake theorem of the film was that in order to love yourself you have to realize that everybody has flaws -- self included, so don't hate yourself in the process -- and you needn't be a people pleaser to be whole or loved, just find the right people to cherish. In this film Sir Elton had a lot of the wrong people in his orbit that he hung too much importance on. But, hey, if he were a happy well-adjusted bloke there wouldn't be a storyline and it'd just be a long music video.
(Issues of homosexuality and identity confusion, extremely cold and unencouraging parents, the downfalls of excess.)