In 1985, I was spending the summer in Boston. One night, when deciding about what movie to go see, my twin Henry insisted on "Stop Making Sense." Absurdly, I was not a fan of Talking Heads at the time. Their "Burning Down the House" video on MTV, featuring David Byrne "eating" the white roadway divider lines just irritated me. What is more, I found the song boring.
I wanted to see Albert Brooks' "Lost in America." So, we struck a deal: If Hank came with me to see "Lost in America," at 10 p.m., I would (grudgingly) sit through the midnight show of "Stop Making Sense." I rationalized that since Jonathan Demme directed it — and I liked his films "Citizens Band" and "Melvin and Howard" — I might appreciate this concert film. Demme also was a huge musichead, and always had the best film soundtracks.
