This movie is on a par with "Night Train to Venice," the worst movie I ever saw, and, I would argue passionately, the worst movie ever made. ("Possession" with Sam Niell and Isabel Adjani comes close, and I adore Neill so you know it has to be bad!) But Being There is a close second. It got such great reviews that I finally saw it, mainly because Peter Sellers was in it, and after forcing myself to sit through it, I thought for a long time about how anyone could call this a good, not to mention great, movie. Sellers sleep-walked through his role and the movie is so pedestrian in every way, it remains one of the all-time movie-related puzzles for me. Every time I see it mentioned I shake my head in disbelief that anyone could still be promoting this flick as worth seeing. Now, Two-Way Stretch, there's a good (and funny) Peter Sellers movie! Being There is such a piece of doo-doo I would wish it only on my worst enemies. Thank GOD I will never have to watch it again! Pee-u! And I kid you not.
Review of Being There
