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13 reviews · Provided by Metacritic.com
- 88Baltimore SunChris KaltenbachBaltimore SunChris KaltenbachThis is a movie that's really about how much fun Glenn Milstead had being Divine, and how he — perhaps unexpectedly — found so many fans willing to go along for the ride. That's an American success story worth celebrating.
- 80The New York TimesStephen HoldenThe New York TimesStephen HoldenI Am Divine doesn’t dwell on Milstead’s growing pains. It is an aggressively upbeat show-business success story that focuses on his self-reinvention.
- 80New York Daily NewsJoe NeumaierNew York Daily NewsJoe NeumaierMore than just a one-name star of pop culture’s alternative history, Divine’s story — terrorized by bullies, embraced by the outré, where he finds a home — stands for “all the outsiders,” as Waters says (between hilarious anecdotes).
- 75New York PostLou LumenickNew York PostLou LumenickJeffrey Schwarz’s documentary is a fine, touching tribute to John Waters’ larger-than-life drag diva, Divine.
- 70The Hollywood ReporterJohn DeForeThe Hollywood ReporterJohn DeForeAn enjoyably naughty trip through Divine's career that happily makes time to introduce us to Glenn Milstead, the sweet kid and fledgling hairdresser who transformed himself so daringly.
- 70Village VoiceSimon AbramsVillage VoiceSimon AbramsA worthy documentary tribute to the drag queen icon.
- On the evidence of the documentary I Am Divine, to know the drag star Divine was to love him.
- 63Slant MagazineSlant MagazineThough it may boil down to your average procession-of-talking-heads template, it's still enlivened by the raucous words from the band of outsiders who supported and launched Divine into the limelight.
- 60Time OutTime OutI Am Divine shows how the future John Waters muse transformed from an isolated, weird kid into an over-the-top, proudly freakish star who influenced everything from the aesthetics of first-wave punk to the performance style of today’s drag queens.
- 50Austin ChronicleSteve DavisAustin ChronicleSteve DavisIt feels like a veiled apology for Babs Johnson and other exercises in bad taste. In my book, the filthiest person alive will always win the prize.