Sellers plays Chance as a man at peace with himself.
When I am not playing a role, I am nobody.'' Of course, he thought himself ideal for this role, which comes from a novel by Jerzy Kosinski. then spring again.'' Indeed.Ĭhance is played by Peter Sellers, an actor who once told me he had "absolutely no personality at all. the gardener,'' and is misunderstood as having said "Chauncey Gardener.'' Just the sort of WASP name that matches his clothing and demeanor, and soon he is telling the President: "Spring, summer, autumn, winter. He is able to respond to given cues, and can, within limits, adapt and learn.Įarly in the film he introduces himself as "Chance. The movie provides no diagnosis of his condition. His meals are produced by Louise, the cook. He knows what he needs to know for his daily routine: Where his bedroom and bathroom are, and how to tend the plants of the garden. We gather he has lived all of his life inside the townhouse and walled garden of a rich recluse (perhaps he is his son). But because he presents himself as a man of good breeding (he walks and talks like the wealthy older man whose house he lived in, and wears the man's tailored suits) his simplicity is mistaken for profundity, and soon he is advising presidents and befriending millionaires.
But, up until her last few weeks on earth, she clung fiercely to her faith and insisted that this was the " best of all possible worlds," and that "God's got it under control.His mind has been supplied with a fund of simplistic generalizations about the world, phrased in terms of the garden where he has worked all his adult life. She was once given 6 months to live she lived more than 3 years after that prognosis. She battled two different types of cancer, for 7 years straight. Voltaire’s famous satire Candide chronicles the adventures of a paranoid pessimist, Candide, and a persistent Pollyanna, Pangloss. Candide is constantly thwarting Pangloss and his sunny views his trademark expression is: optimism is a mania for insisting everything is good when we're wretched. But it's always been my personal tribute to my mom (my initialsake, The Original MAJ). Who knew.)īut this week we lost the matriarch of my family, The Original MAJ.Ī lot of people think that my social media moniker refers to me. I've spent all my time posting pics on Insta and enjoying my racing and training (after I stopped opining about it all day long, I achieved a small amount of success. Of course, I haven't blogged in lit'rally YEARS. This has long been a blog about a mania for insisting that everything is good.
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