4.3. Half a star deducted due to being repeatedly kicked off sugar mountain by the gratuitous, dubious grace of Sufjan Stevens' voice (sorry!), and another .2 due to my slight (and shameful) shame at being so ravished by all this overripe, achingly perishable beauty, which constantly threatens to become merely pretty--but never (rarely?) does. "Do you know how happy I am that we slept together?" Total disarmament.