Films like these can hew toward positivity without scrubbing the script of risk, but Glitter Doom risks next to nothing, except perhaps the Indigo Girls’ dignity.

Director Tom Gustafson (Were the World Mine) has crafted a sweet if plodding love story but it’s hard to truly hate on this whirling candy-colored poetic fairytale — it’s just too sincere, much like the musical source material.

Robyn Bahr

The Hollywood Reporter

Music can bypass your defenses. Music can imagine a better world, but it can also mourn the world or a love you've lost. Sometimes music does both at the same time. The Indigo Girls are like that. Glitter Doom understands this dynamic, but the architecture of the film is so rickety there's nothing to hold onto. Just sit back and ride the waves of the music.

Sheila O'Malley

RogerEbert.com