Across four nights in 1983, one of the most indelible acts in America turned the Pantages Theatre on Hollywood Boulevard into the greatest party on Earth. Luckily for the rest of the world, these performances were immortalised by one of the greatest filmmakers of his generation, Jonathan Demme. Forty years on, Stop Making Sense (1984) lives long in the minds of fans old and new of the Talking Heads. The original is to this day still consistently embraced in repertory theatres around the world on a yearly basis with the same level of cult appreciation as Rocky Horror Picture Show (1975) and The Room (2003). Now, one of cinema’s great achievements is coming to theatres visually and sonically enhanced by A24, bringing us closer inside the walls of the Pantages Theatre without removing any of the original’s charms. The power of this eternal classic flows from both the incredible music and extraordinary filmmaking and stagecraft that cannot be taken for granted.
Even the highest quality concert films don’t have the scope of emotionality that Demme achieves throughout Stop Making Sense, to the same level he executes in Philadelphia (1993) and Rachel’s Getting Married (2008). Demme’s cinematic superpower has always been in finding an impossibly deep well of humanity and emotion in a short, single frame, a feat that is perfect for the theatrical production David Byrne has crafted for these performances.
With the humble beginnings of David Byrne entering from stage right, with a boombox and acoustic guitar to perform “Psycho Killer” solo, we are folded into this simple but compelling setting for what has become the band’s biggest track. As the band trickles in one by one, the first act is complete and the concert can launch from street busking art kids into the best nightclub band in town. With an all-killer no-filler set (I won’t hear a bad word about the Tom Tom Club), Stop Making Sense has a more potent propulsion from scene to scene than almost any film you’ll see. What allows it to flow as gloriously and seamlessly through its four performances is the collaboration between editor Lisa Day and Blade Runner (1982) cinematographer Jordan Cronenweth alongside Demme, finding the perfect moments for each song without the camera obstructing the band.
Talking Heads’ acrimonious disbandment has created an aura of profound scarcity with the legendary band which has allowed both this film and the live album (impeccably recorded and produced for a live album) to live on across multiple generations. “Psycho Killer” and “Once in a Lifetime” were always going to be iconic American art anthems, but the way they are captured here by the band and Demme make them immortal.
With the characters established and location set, we are vaulted into as big a cinematic moment as you’ll find this year with “Burning Down The House”, a triumphant detonation of everything that has made the Talking Heads iconoclastic. Communal choruses, a joyous blend of new wave, funk, and pop rock, and a buoyancy of enthusiasm beaming from the whole band, with Byrne’s body movements a lightning rod of motion tapped directly into the frequency of the music. The serotonin spike this moment achieves is profound, connecting as deeply to a live band as you’ll find in person, no matter the regularity with which you watch this film. Stop Making Sense has a serious case to be made as the most rewatchable film ever made.
Stop Making Sense has had a long tail on the genre of concert films in the forty years since its release. However, it is still one of the only performance films that focus on the performer’s excitement and joy instead of a glorified document of the difficulty of pulling off a large concert. The great humanist filmmaker Jonathan Demme is a rare auteur who is able to imprint his own style into a concert film whilst never detracting from the artist and the moment being captured. Demme keenly focused this concert film on the small human moments between band members, displaying the pure joy and excitement of performing together, allowing all of Stop Making Sense to transcend into the near consensus place as the Michael Jordan of concert films it arrived at quickly.
The other key decision Demme makes in the film that continues to be a rarity in the genre is the importance given to the crew members building the set during the show. The 4k restoration only heightens these human moments, with its greater emphasis on clarity in viewing the crew in motion. The team restoring this masterpiece are clearly operating on the wavelength in which Stop Making Sense is operating. A great restoration operates similarly to a work of honest adaptation, with the creators needing to be keyed into why the work resonates and lives on in the audience’s minds for decades, something that is proudly achieved here.
Indelible moments like the lamp dance in “This Must Be the Place” and the emergence of David’s enormous suit in “Girlfriend is Better” after the Tom Tom Club reprieve play with a renewed verve in the remaster, particularly sonically. The powerful synth duo performance from Tiny Weymouth and the legend Bernie Worrell of Parliament-Funkadelic pulses throughout the cinema, with your eyes locked on Byrne at the centre, commanding a uniquely transfixing allure that’s not easily quantified. The oversized suit quickly became the icon of the film, a humorous and strange cultural object that will be the lasting image of a film full of iconography.
Uniquely, Demme avoids showing the audience, concealing them until this enormous explosion of joy when they are shown during the conclusion of “Take Me to the River” and into “Crosseyed and Painless”. Demme arrives at the moment after Byrne has introduced the entire extended band like the audience is the final member of this incredible performance. After that point, the lid is off and Demme is unable to stop the powerful geyser from erupting. The audience’s excitement is so overwhelming for the final tracks of the concert that Demme shifts the atmosphere of the Pantages Theatre from an intimate warehouse soundcheck to an almost religious exuberance with the Talking Heads as our saviour.
There is an emotive religiosity to the whole performance, with Byrne donning the energy of a pastor in fleeting moments of “Life During Wartime” and “Once in a Lifetime” that compels you forward. Demme’s decision to frame this iconic performance as a near single take of Byrne having this near-religious experience an hour into the film is electric, highlighted by a sharp spotlight on the frontman’s right side. In a song about the existential insecurities of life itself, Demme and the Talking Heads combine to create a powerfully emotional moment inside this already overwhelming cinematic experience.
In what could’ve been an easy cash grab with minimal effort, this remaster has improved upon a perfect film that is genuinely life-changing. With crisper contrasts that never feel artificially enhanced like is the case with poorer quality restorations, A24’s 4k update is an improvement on a perfect film, becoming a new definitive version of a true masterpiece. To have one of my ten favourite films remastered with this level of care, as well as having it return to theatres again, is something I will treasure forever.
Stop Making Sense is in select theatres now.
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