"...Thursday, October 17 The myth of Talking Heads was that David Byrne was the band's sole visionary; that's the privilege of a frontman -- no matter what, he looks like the leader. What's so astonishing in the wake of Byrne's refusal to re-group and subsequent lawsuit against his former bandmates, is how strong a musical unit the Heads have emerged on their new record No Talking Just Head, since legally, there really is no more Talking...."
"...Leah DeVun: It comes from this really amazing book called Lesbian Land, which came out in the 1980s – a compilation of writings and interviews about womyn's lands, women's intentional communities, and land dykes. There's a quotation on the back cover – "Our heads in the sky, our feet on the ground, and our hands on each other" – and I just love that..."
"...The former nurse also has her share of medical bills, like HB 2719, sealing a sovereign immunity loophole in the Nursing Practice Act. Howard explained, "Right now, nurses who are working in public hospitals do not have the same protections as nurses who are working in private hospitals." That bill got unanimous support last week from the Civil Jurisprudence committee, and now heads to the floor, she was happy to report...."
"...of the Meters. In various combinations, they perform music from the late Talking Heads repertoire, Byrne's solo work and a few newer, unrecorded Byrne compositions..."
"...vs. John Lennon uses old documentary footage and lots of talking heads to tell a story about the political ferment of the late Sixties and early Seventies and Lennon’s participation in the political fray..."
"...Sure, sometimes it stumbles over its far-reaching ambitions, occasionally grates like an Intro to Philosophy discussion, where all the kids clad in black try to outsmart each other. It won't appeal to anyone not in the mood for talking heads waxing philosophic about waking, dreaming, André Bazin, and the byzantine path the meaning of a word takes from one person to the next..."
"...With wit and style, the title makes it perfectly clear where this Canadian documentary is coming from. Essentially a talking heads documentary, the film cuts between approximately one dozen women speaking their thoughts on a variety of subjects..."
"...does so tediously. The painstaking approach of PBS's God In America is not what bothers as much as the pacing and the mind numbing flipping back and forth between talking heads and images..."
"...I figured if the manager of the Talking Heads, Ramones, and B-52s was calling me to say he had a new band, it was important...."
"...Additional factors in organizing this movie are the choices made when framing the signing speakers: conventional head shots are scuttled in favor of full body shots. Communication becomes much more than talking heads..."
"...The entire movie is composed as a series of “talking head” interviews, a technique that's poison to a documentary and deadly to a fiction film. It is no exaggeration to say that this movie is thoroughly “leg-less.” Fortunately, writer/director Bennett has assembled an extraordinary supporting cast here -- notably Daniels, Forrest, Hunt, Jones, Greene, Pendleton -- who accomplish more with their talking heads than most actors can achieve with their whole bodies..."
"...A compelling character, cultural forebear, beloved friend, and unsung comic and activist, Crimmins makes for an intriguing subject. Nevertheless, the film consists mostly of talking heads and decaying video clips..."
"...In the best sequence, cultural critic Gina Arnold and others argue quite reasonably that unassuming little TMBG launched the juggernaut of "alternative" music. But is Gigantic good? It’s certainly thorough, with an all-star collection of talking heads (Elektra labelmate Frank Black, Syd Straw, Sarah Vowell, Dave Eggers) and a metric assload of concert footage..."
"...The barrage of information in Rebels is at times wearying; indeed many of the speakers look somewhat battle-weary, but there's clearly still a holy fire burning deep within their now-hooded eyes. Garvy relies on talking heads (set against a background of SDS-era slogans) a tad too much..."
"...Solomon’s skills as a raconteur, the employees’ unabashed love for their work, and the constant stream of rock music playing in the background advance the film into something much more than a talking-heads documentary. Occasionally repetitive, the film is nevertheless full of little moments like Springsteen’s poetic description of the stores as the place where “your dreams met the listener” or a shot of the budgetary line entry for “handtruck fuel” (code name for cocaine)..."
"...Like its literary source, the film is a little scattershot, referring to things like the Sea Organization (the core Church membership reputedly treated like indentured servants) before providing any backstory to fully appreciate the reference. The cast of talking heads in Going Clear consists primarily of former members who voluntarily left the church, from the recognizable television actor Jason Beghe, to Oscar-winning screenwriter/director Paul Haggis (Crash), to once-prominent Scientology leaders Mike Rinder and Marty Rathbun..."
"...The utterly remarkable documentary Listen to Me Marlon charts the actor’s life through Brando’s own words, using public domain materials and never-before-seen or -heard video clips and audio tapes from his personal archives to reveal a complicated human being who defied simple categorization by design. No talking heads here, just Marlon in all his magnificent complexity..."
"...Former anti-nuke spokespeople who have changed their positions are among the many talking heads in this film, which lends a very real depth and eloquence to the discussion. On the other hand, the anti-nuclear camp already has task forces busily attacking the points made by Pandora’s Promise...."
"...The Chronicle isn’t immune to these seismic upheavals – maybe you’ve noticed some names have disappeared from our staff box? – and recently the Statesman announced a dozen early buyouts of veteran reporters and editors. These are sink-or-swim times for print media, a fact grimly illustrated in the film when one Times employee frames a wave of layoffs thusly: “We have to dump bodies overboard.” Page One’s wandering attention touches on the Pentagon Papers, WikiLeaks, and the enduring embarrassment of the Judith Miller scandal, with asides from an impressive array of talking heads like David Remnick, Gay Talese, and Clay Shirky. (It should also be noted that Page One wears its pro-Times bias on its sleeve, right up to the rankling but now-common inclusion of a “get involved” Web address at film’s end.) Page One is most compelling as a moving-picture portrait of the prickly personalities at the media desk – a department often tasked with writing obituaries for its own industry – including Media Desk Editor Bruce Headlam (good for gallows humor), irrepressible tweeter Brian Stelter (a wunderkind blogger wisely recruited by the Times), and, most especially, David Carr..."
"...Doc-maker laureate Frederick Wiseman's latest, filmed locally at Lord's Gym, is not so far removed from his last, La Danse: The Paris Opera Ballet: Both films fixate on the process – the sweat, the endless reps – rather than the final product, be it opening night or a bout in the ring. In signature Wiseman fashion, Boxing Gym forgoes any audience hand-holding – no IDs, no talking heads – and simply immerses the viewer in the all-are-welcome gym run by the compact and sage Richard Lord..."
"...Directed by: Stephen Walker. A documentary about a choral group of lovable octogenarians whose repertoire includes songs by Sonic Youth and the Talking Heads? It sounds gimmicky, scary even..."
"...Even if you weren't a kid like me, who remembers dancing around the living room to the sound of scratchy Weavers records on her separate kiddie record player, there will be plenty in Brown's documentary profile of Pete Seeger and his music for you to enjoy. Far from a nostalgia trip or dull, talking-heads reflection, Pete Seeger: The Power of Song goes a long way toward explaining what it was about the folk music of Seeger and his most successful group outing with the Weavers that made a little girl – and gazillions of others of all ages – want to get up and dance and sing along in harmony..."
"...Regrettably, as The 11th Hour also states, mankind never has been accused of being too sane for its own good. And while it's a well-constructed doc, full of relevant information and geared toward those people who still might be fence-sitters on the subject, there's something missing from The 11th Hour's lengthy procession of talking heads: a sense of maddened outrage..."
"...There is, however, little socio-political insight into the Dionysian revolution depicted here; the film seems to serve more as a nostalgia piece than anything. Some of the rare footage in the documentary is eye-opening (in more ways than one) and provides a view into a way of life that all the talking heads in the world can’t articulate..."
"...The trouble is that In My Country doesn’t translate smoothly from Antjie Krog’s novel (titled Country of My Skull) to the screen, at least not in accordance with Ann Peacock’s script and Boorman’s direction. Peacock is a former attorney and writer of teleplays, and while such a background needn’t be a handicap, it is here; the film relies too heavily upon talking heads in the courtroom to convey the stories of the 21,800 mostly black petitioners to the Commission (one Afrikaans settler speaks of watching his family destroyed by a guerilla land mine; it isn’t clear if his presence is factually representative)..."
"...The film opens with introductions to each speaker, even though they are well-identified throughout. It gives the creeping sensation that this is going to be a talking-heads documentary, which Greenwald delivers in spades..."
"...Amanda – a character bordering on the insufferable – has emotional and mental revelations at a wedding she’s been assigned to shoot, fantasizes that her ample hips are out to get her, and dances around with tiny animated peptides, pink and green bouncing blobs that recall nothing so much as, it has to be said, Flubber. There’s plenty of good science wrapped up in this messily ambitious film; a number of the talking heads nattering on make genuinely interesting points regarding the very strange and very fascinating world of quantum science, but the film’s intent is undercut by its far-too-daffy approach, which leaves it feeling something like an ABC Afterschool Special for the bastard offspring of mad scientists and California desert shamans..."
"...The transition between the two techniques can be jarring at times, and the use of nostalgic sepia stock for O'Farrill's performance sequence feels like a misfire, overstating the elegiac quality of the moment. Otherwise, the film is remarkably restrained; Trueba keeps the emotions on the screen and in the studio, not in the mouths of talking heads (except for one awkward montage explaining the African roots of the genre)..."
"...Directed by: Jonathan Demme. The 15th anniversary is as good an idea as any to release this Jonathan Demme/Talking Heads performance documentary that is one of the very best rock & roll films ever made..."
"...Part documentary, part fictional narrative, Uncut is unusual, to put it politely. On the one hand, talking heads righteously discuss how artists run afoul of the law when incorporating or borrowing from the works of others; in these segments, Michael Jackson, Kurt Weill, and lawyers are dissed on par with the Antichrist..."
"...Shot in black-and-white, the film is structured with clips of archival footage, old photographs, newsreels, and training films. Yet it is mostly a “talking heads” documentary organized around recently recorded interviews with nine gay and lesbian veterans who served during this wartime period..."
"...The common denominator linking this intentionally disparate group of men is their shared fascination with sexual experience, however varied it may be. Seamlessly edited, these from-the-heart (and groin) monologues occasionally make for compelling talking heads: the black man telling of his S&M experiences with a white South African, the middle-aged couple gushing about how much their monogamous relationship continues to excite them, the porn star suggesting how all sex, with or without a camera, is some type of role-playing..."
"...Admirably, she demonstrates the ability to entertain a variety of different theories relying on sociologists, anthropologists, a Jungian psychologist and even fashion consultants to make her points. She punctuates her talking heads with fairly clumsy scenes of runway models dressed to illustrate various points..."
"...During a long-forgotten episode of American Bandstand in the late Seventies, Talking Heads bassist Tina Weymouth told Dick Clark, "We want to change the face of music," something even Clark's plastic surgeons might've considered a stretch. It was a bold declaration for anyone to make on national television, let alone someone from an obscure art-punk band of preppy nerds in sweater vests...."
"...You get the impression that talking about himself and his music made Zappa slightly uncomfortable and self-conscious, even embarrassed, though on a couple of occasions during the film (particularly when he knew he was dying of prostate cancer) that bushy eyebrow uncocks and he demystifies the enigma, if only just a little. They are rare moments of clarity in a movie without talking heads except for the one attached to its subject matter..."
"...The documentary begins in the Eighties with the Reagan administration’s deregulation of investment banks, the rise of Alan Greenspan, and the collapse of the savings-and-loan industry, and continues through the Internet bubble, the dismantling of laws that forbade the mergers of corporate giants, the development of computer technology that assists global expansion, the invention of financial derivatives based on ideas of money rather than tangible assets, the growing international interconnectedness of national monetary systems, and much more. Of necessity, there are a lot of talking heads in this documentary, but they are well-selected and well-spoken..."
"...This year’s cut offered an esteemed lineup: one guy used to front the Talking Heads; another headed Creedence Clearwater Revival; a third stood at the center of Led Zeppelin; and one guitarist was the beatkeeper in Nirvana. The weekend featured Pharrell Williams and Danger Mouse, two producers doing more to blend hip-hop with rock music than Run-DMC could have ever imagined, and Erykah Badu, the neo-soul movement’s most prolific contributor...."
"...Talking HeadsStop Making Sense (Sire/Warner Bros.) If bands like Blondie and the Ramones represented the carefree teenage spirit of punk at the tail end of the Seventies, then Talking Heads and Patti Smith were its elder siblings -- art school academics, cynical romantics, intellectual terrorists, punk visionaries. Talking Heads designed new angles in the expression of lyrics and reached the apex of their career on Stop Making Sense..."
"...A maroon 1985 Chrysler LeBaron convertible, the car is "square" in both senses of the word. In an unpublished manuscript in Spalding Gray's archive at the Harry Ransom Center, the late monologist described Byrne as "the most perversely wholesome person I have ever met, like grapefruit with salt or green beans with sugar." Turning the tables on conventional rebellion may have been Talking Heads' signature (Polo shirts to play CBGB, the big suit on the Stop Making Sense tour), but True Stories took this kind of irony to the next level..."
"...If David Byrne had been depending on his solo career to fill the house at his recent La Zona Rosa gig, this show would have been more appropriate at Bob Popular. With half of the 16-song set coming from his Talking Heads days, Byrne is clearly acknowledging the strength of his band's bouncy, lethal punk-pop while still trying to shill reedy, multicultural synth-prattle as his contemporary sound..."
"...No, David Byrne is hungry, because he's obsessed with culture, making sense of it through artistic expression. The lead singer of the Talking Heads, who were originally called the Artistics, left his former band in the early Nineties for producing, solo albums, choreographed dance music, and soundtracks..."
"...She was noting it with wonder. "The Girls Want To Be With the Girls." It wasn't typical of rock song titles, but then Talking Heads weren't making typical rock music...."
"...General admission tickets are available to enjoy the show, or choose VIP tickets that get you rooftop access and food and drink extras. 5. Talking Heads House Party With HeartByrne [image-5]..."
"...As director Nerenberg points out, repeatedly, in his amusing and horrifying documentary, the subject of human intelligence has been studied since time immemorial, but there are few treatises on the subject of human stupidity. Nerenberg and the various talking heads he’s assembled credit this phenomenon – for want of a better explanation – to researchers’ fears of being seen as stupid..."
"...The film follows an Armenian sculptor whose resemblance to Sylvester Stallone leads him to a career as a celebrity impersonator in Moscow, then to Hollywood, where he dreams of meeting the Rambo man himself. It's a new spin on the old Tinseltown cliché of the small-town kid with stars in his eyes who heads to Hollywood to make it big..."