[The] film is more lament than exposé: The tone is funereal; the tears are abundant. But the evidence that the organization knew that criminals were infiltrating its leadership is substantial and goes largely unchallenged.

[There] are heart-wrenching moments. Unfortunately, the film fails to build on them, leaving the culture of shame and stigma that muzzled these men to hover in the air, unexplored.

“Scouts Honor” deserves some kind of merit badge for trying to untangle the knotty, awful mess.

At times, that more personal goal seems to eclipse the documentary’s informative objectives, but at the same time, these men’s pain and shame is the story of Scouting.