Sufjan Stevens ruined parts of Call Me By Your Name. His orchestral scoring was great, but his lyric’d songs destroyed the escape, the eighties, the tone. When I’d been in an emotional state, and his voice flooded the scene, immediately I felt saccharine, twee, and ridiculous.
To boot, these songs felt like product placement. “Hey, remember me? Sufjan Stevens? Y’know, Illinoise? hi yeah it’s me again, remember me?”