Stop Making Sense

Stop Making Sense

I don't know. I've had a pretty shitty last few weeks and this made me tremendously, near tears happy. Deceptively simple yet honest and true, Demme creates an intimacy onstage without installing quick, jittery cuts and shots of the audience. It's all about the crazy dynamics of the performance. The camera captures motion and expression & unison between performer and instrument with tremendous ease. It all flows with natural grace and a fever of cool (that lamp dance!). The joy is forever contagious in this confined, endless space of freedom, dance, and song. It all makes perfect sense to me. When I die, I want to come back as David Byrne circa 1984.

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