All the films from all the editions, including those subsequently removed, presently totalling 1187. An easy way of seeing how…
Getting there is half the fun; being there is all of it!
A simple-minded gardener named Chance has spent all his life in the Washington D.C. house of an old man. When the man dies, Chance is put out on the street with no knowledge of the world except what he has learned from television.
Based on Kosiński's novel, Being There is a comedy that follows the story of Mr. Chance, a man who lived his entire life isolated from the world in a mansion and who only saw it through television. However, when his boss dies, he is fired and is sent to live his new life in an apparently strange and unknown world.
Being There is definitely one of the most beautiful and fascinating films I have ever watched, the story is just wonderful and the crew in general makes it feel natural and organic. The film is magical and funny from start to finish, it's a very clever comedy that provides you an engaging story and very smart dialogue.
The only thing…
"It's for sure a white man's world in America. Look here: I raised that boy since he was the size of a piss-ant. And I'll say right now, he never learned to read and write. No, sir. Had no brains at all. Was stuffed with rice pudding between th' ears. Shortchanged by the Lord, and dumb as a jackass. Look at him now! Yes, sir, all you've gotta be is white in America, to get whatever you want."
As soon as I heard the jazz remix of 2001: A Space Odyssey's Also Sprach Zarathustra, I knew that I was in for something unique.
This could have easily won the Palme d'Or in 1980 if it weren't in competition with Bob…
Part of the No Rewatch November 2012 Project.
People hear what they want to hear, what they're already expecting to hear. That's the central driving notion behind the greatness of Being There. Not that it's a film that rambles on in love with it's own message. Quite the opposite actually.
This is a movie that seems to steer clear of heavy handed-ness in favor of simple delight. The process of watching it somehow puts you into Chance's mind so that you end up seeing things the way he does. You begin to experience, in some sense, the way it must be to see the world for the first time. You root for the misunderstandings, you root for the absurdity of…
Being There should have been Peter Sellers last movie, instead, his final credit was the cringe worthy The Fiendish Plot of Dr. Fu Manchu. In retrospect, the same could be said of Director Hal Ashby. This was his last, and possibly, best out of a string of critical and commercial successes through the 70’s. What followed for him personally and professionally, as he sunk into a quagmire of drug fuelled erratic behavior that saw films taken away from him in mid-production, and some, like Tootsie, before production even started can only be described as deeply sad.
But here, the director and actor were at the top of their game. Sellers in particular showed a talent for rendering a subtle performance…
Evidence that the United States has changed somewhat since the release of Being There: I would actually welcome an oligarchic political figure like Chauncey Gardener just because he isn't full of hate.
Another one of those "So good, I had to see it again as soon as possble." and with a film like this, can you blame me?
This is very similar to Forrest Gump in that they both follow a simple man who is mistaken for a something much more brilliant and in his journey encounters powerful figures, like the President of the United States, as they all fall for his misunderstandings. This is a much stronger film than Forrest Gump, not that I don't like Forrest; I love Forrest Gump. Where this surpasses the latter film is that the latter constantly throws it all in your face how sentimental and inspiring it tries to be to the point it's pretty…
J.J. & Fong Mystery Screening #3
After watching Moonlight, which we sort of made the mystery screening, we decided to watch this Peter Sellers classic. This to me is more in the tone of our mystery screenings so this will count as the third one.
All I can say is: bizarre.
Life is a state of mind
A very interesting film about a man by the name of Chance who basically has never been outside of the house that he has resided at since he was a kid. He lived under the roof of an older man and remained his gardener for many years. Following up to the old man's death the house gets closed and Chance is out on the streets revealed to the outside world. Not being able to read or write Chance follows another method-television. Having been exposed to nothing but television since he was a young boy. Definitely a must watch.
A heartfelt film that is both equally moving and funny with an amazing performance by Peter Sellers. A great ending and a pretty hilarious outtakes/closing credits.
A simple-minded gardener (Chance) who has lived in a wealthy man's house (implied to be his father) his entire life is left to face the real world after that person's passing. Even though he's mostly ignorant, people take him seriously due to the way he's dressed and presents himself, taking his gardening tips as metaphors.
Chance is portrayed by Peter Sellers, who proves to truly be a chameleon, being in a comedic role that's much more subtle than the one he had in The Pink Panther films, or even Lolita and Dr. Stangelove.
The way this character is treated brings in an interesting critique on politics, showing that people see in his words, what they want to see, not what…
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It's a weird movie to properly define what with its blah blah blah blah blah blah.
Who cares. There is only one thing that needs to be noted: Shirley MacLaine is a straight up fox. At any age, in any film, at any point in time. God dayum!
I really wanted to like Being There a lot more. The fish-out-of-water premise is refreshingly subtle and Sellers' terrific one-note performance is deadpan at its, well, deadest. But despite the film's interesting themes of blindly assuming so much of a person based on their appearance and how utmost ignorance creates utmost bliss, a few subplots are slightly tangential. Also, how particular characters can't quite suss 'Chauncey' seems way too implausible.
I appreciated the languid pace of the film and the gentle hand used in considering Autism or Asperger's. I will search out the novella it was based on (though Jerzy Kosinkski adapted his own, I'm interested to see how they may be different).
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