Stop Making Sense is unabashedly effervescent, like a jolt of straight dopamine. For being a concert film about a famous band at the height of their success, there's nothing about Stop Making Sense that's trying to be cool or sexy, flashy or pedantic — it's just trying to have a good time . . .
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