MacDara Conroy’s review published on Letterboxd:
Quite a sad film, this. Sad in that its subject was too far before her time in terms of being a woman owning her sexuality without shame or guilt. And sad in that, as the old story goes, such free spirits tend to be exploited by the circles in which they must move to survive – and are cursed to be misunderstood by everyone else.
That aside, it would get more stars if it didn't fall into the usual traps of riches-to-rags stories like this, and had the workmanlike production some imagination to it (it happens when hands at one medium - in this case Millington's biographer - turn them to another).