David Byrne was riding high when he wrote and directed this odd film, presented in semi-documentary style. His deadpan narration is at times annoying but more often endearing as he makes less-than-obvious observations about a small Texas town. John Goodman, then a relative unknown, turns in a solid performance.
The Talking Heads music here isn't the band's strongest; in hindsight, one could argue that the other Heads were growing weary of indulging Byrne.
The Talking Heads music here isn't the band's strongest; in hindsight, one could argue that the other Heads were growing weary of indulging Byrne.