In 1985, I had the good fortune to be cast in this movie below as inmate Angelo Crispini (link below) and Muhammad Ali, one of my heroes, graced this comedy film with a small cameo playing himself. I was lucky enough to meet and perform an original poem for him that I used to do him in my Stand-up act, about his loss to Leon Spinks and his Championship Title. (I would bring up a guy from the audience to play him and I would stand behind him and recite the poem. It would always get big laughs.)
He complimented me for my impression of him with just one word, but that one “word” has remained with me all these years later and there is no better word he could have used to communicate my mediocre impression of him, “IDENTICAL!” He said with eyes wide open and and that trademark smile. When he spoke to you, he made you feel so special, so important, and that’s an incredible quality to have. Ali was showing signs of Parkinson’s back then; a little slower, a little more deliberate in his mannerisms and speech, BUT, he was still very coherent and he was ever so kind, gentle, and humble with me, and everyone else that clawed their way to get a second of his attention. He spent all of his time off camera doing magic card tricks for us which took forever because of his Parkinson’s, but no one cared, it was Ali doing them
