Is it just me, or do all boomers whinney at the mention of Cloris Leachman or her indelible character Frau Blucher? (Gen Xers, watch Young Frankenstein.) I’ve always loved her. She embraced her characters, playing them to the outer edges of hysterical and past. Ms Leachman died last week. In her obituary for the AP, Lynn Elber quoted Leachman from another’s interview in 1973.
“Basically I don’t care how I look, ugly or beautiful. I don’t think that’s what beauty is. On a single day, any of us is ugly or beautiful….I’m kind of like that in life…I’m magic, and I believe in magic. There’s supposed to be a point in life when you aren’t supposed to stay believing in that. I haven’t reached it yet.”
Neither have I, Ms. Leachman, and like you, I never plan on it. Thank you for conjuring so much laughter from so many of us over the decades.