It just might be the truest film about addiction, of any kind, that has ever been made. full review

Candor wins points almost anywhere, and that's what Zahedi has, in spades. full review

That self-indulgent documentary form, the biographical essay film, earns its most onanistic installment ever. full review

The narrowness of [Zahedi's] sexual repertoire is the springboard for a charming and boundless homemade sort of filmmaking. full review

... Zahedi tries to construct a narrative from his epic bad behavior, presumably for the purpose of shedding light on something. What this is remains mysterious after a single viewing, but not so mysterious as to inspire a second. full review

The filmmaker's ability to at once mock himself and consider his dilemma with compassion transforms an otherwise smarmy tale into something honest and insightful.

Zahedi demonstrates that he's a diary-film maker who can transcend confession -- and its lurid cousin, exhibitionism, too. full review

A funny, inventive, ground-shifting hybrid of essay film, mea culpa, and pathological real-life romantic farce. full review

We're encouraged to root for his happy ending, but he doesn't quite work hard enough to earn it. full review

I Am a Sex Addict starts out amusingly. But, as any one-joke movie is bound to, it quickly becomes tiresome.

Caveh Zahedi's essay on promiscuity refracts his obsession with prostitutes through a kaleidoscope of comedy, confession, memoir and exorcism.

I Am a Sex Addict is a sophisticated and open baring of one man's soul. And quite a few other things. full review

Its undeniable appeal lies in shocking frankness shackled to irony, a combo that should attract indie lovers with psychoanalytic leanings and droll senses of humor. full review

It's hard to disapprove of Zahedi, who is far more of a pushover, or a patsy, than the fierce and knowing women he meets.