Rocketman

It's Taron Egerton as Elton John who carries and sells the film -- often backwards and in platform heels. Wild as it may sound to approach such a mercurial and marvelous character with beautiful restraint, Egerton's performance is meticulously calibrated.

Rocketman ramps the camp up to 11, throws on some sequinned spectacles, and sparks fireworks of pure joy in glitzy song-and-dance routines.

Rocketman isn't a sanitised peek-a-boo of someone's life, barely teasing at the surface of a complex creative genius. Rocketman gives you the warts and all version, and it's not going to pink-wash John's sexuality.

Really, on the basis of "Rocketman," you'd think Elton John never had a moment of fun.

Like the Elton John it presents, it's about forgiveness. Love is love is love. Watching so many plume-festooned costumes take wing, you're inclined to believe that hope really is the thing with feathers.

It's hard to pinpoint any real flaws in this movie...the movie is enlivened by its own approach.

Rocketman transcends its well-worn form with beautifully executed flights of fantasy that encapsulate the carefree joy of song.

Taron Egerton is nothing short of a revelation.

Taron Egerton stars as the iconic pop star in a movie-musical that doesn't shy away from showing us Elton's dark side.

A musical simply bursting with the joy of existing.