Akira18’s review published on Letterboxd:
One of the happiest cinematic experiences I've had in a long time. I knew very little about Talking Heads prior to the film, and after finishing it I wondered why I had never bothered to check out their music. I felt a bit underwhelmed at first, but as the film progressed and I began to understand how a new member of the band was introduced with each subsequent song, I grew to like it, and when "Burning Down the House" was unleashed I was fully on board. I love the physicality of David Byrne and the way he interacts with various members of the band, even the camera crew. I love his Noh-inspired oversized business suit. Every member of the band shares an infectious joy for the music they're playing, and the lack of audience shots (until the very end) made the whole experience that much more immersive. The wide range of lighting and camerawork makes each song feel like an entirely unique experience, kind of Lynchian at times. I don't think I'll ever see another concert film that makes me as happy as Stop Making Sense did.