Tim Rice should get to work on a sequel to Chess where Freddie's insane and in a foreign prison and he's all anti-semitic so you hate him again, but then he sings a song about how they wouldn't give him another egg (the song could be called Pity the Guy Who Wants Another Egg but They Won’t Give Him Another Egg) and suddenly you really feel for the guy. You know? You know? Then he breaks out of prison and escapes in a rocket to the moon where he plays a life or death game of chess against a giant, singing chess robot that was created by a clone of Florence's father. This is fucking golden.