I saw Strange Powers, the Stephin Merritt documentary the other night at VIFF. For anyone thinking of seeing it, it will be the right decision when you do. Provided you like indulging in clever lyrics.
The film was interesting and had a good sense of irony. I particularly enjoyed the opening credit sequence set to “Epitaph for My Heart” and all of the shots of Stephin riding around on a bicycle or holding a chihuahua while frowning.
The theatre was filled with delighted giggles most of the time.
(The above clip is not from the film, I just love this song. It also features most of the Magnetic Fields, people who played a big role in the documentary.)
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