Groom, he had me meetin’ President Nixon and Raquel Welch and goin’ to Vietnam, of course, but Mr. The other thing that sets me to wonderin’ is how them Hollywood fellers had me meetin’ all these famous people. I have to say I personally like the movie version better, where me and my Jenny get to get married, and I get to play with our son Little Forrest at the end. Groom also says in that first book of his that Jenny didn’t even love me in the beginnin’ but was more interested in my body, and then went off and married this other feller by the name of Donald anyways. Which maybe has somethin’ to do with the fact that Mr. Tom Hanks play me, instead of Arnold Schwarzenegger.
Groom tells it, I’m this huge feller: 6 foot 6 and 240 pounds, but then those movie people go ahead and have that talented but real normal-size Mr. In the movie, them fellers made a whole lotta of other changes to my story too. Those movie people, they didn’t say nothing about the “savant” thing, though they jus’ made me out to be this nice dimwit who goes around sayin’ things like “life is like a box of chocolates” and “stupid is as stupid does.” I don’t know what any of that means exactly, and when people come up to me on the street now and repeat them words like they’re some kind of wisdom or something, I have to say you could knock me over with a feather.
Winston Groom says in his first book that I’m something he calls an “idiot savant,” which I guess is some fancy way of sayin’ I’m good at math and number stuff like that, but awful slow at jus’ about everythin’ else. I may jus’ be an idiot, but I gotta say all these biographies have got me mighty vexed. As if you folks didn’t already know more ‘bout my past than my poor ole pea brain can recollect. Winston Groom has now gone and wrote another book called “Gump & Co.,” which is supposed to tell you even more ‘bout my life. I reckon that movie was some big success, cause Mr. Tom Hanks, to play me and that pretty lady, Miss Sally Field, to play my mama. Winston Groom, who way back along there in 1986 wrote this book with my name on its cover jus’ as plain as day: “Forrest Gump.” And then there was all them movie people who made themselves a movie ‘bout my adventures. More and more people has, ever since all these fellers come along to tell my life’s story.įirst there was that writer feller, Mr. By Winston Groom (Pocket Books, $22, 242 pages)
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