Stop Making Sense

Stop Making Sense

Got really nervous when David Byrne put on that red hat towards the end before realising the film wasn’t set in this decade. 

In all honesty, it was actually a joy to see something so un-politicised and full of infectious fervour. I will say, I enjoyed the experience a lot more in the second half when I had someone to dance around my living room with and I’m not sure if that’s an indictment or endorsement of the entire concept of the concert film.