Glamorous anarchy abounds in this documentary about the iconic drag queen. Excessive, dangerous, electrifying, fascinating, tragic, and a magnetic onscreen personality; Divine was the Elizabeth Taylor of cult film if Elizabeth Taylor ate dog excrement. Oops, spoiler alert.
Even after 40 years, Divine still shocks. I doubt a time will ever come where she does not, and thank heavens for that. There is no telling what a stale, depressing state cinema would be in without her. I Am Divine is a loving tribute to John Waters' muse, and made me want to watch their entire filmography again.