On its face it is hard to see how a cinematic treatment of
the life of Muhammad Ali (played here by Will Smith), the great prizefighter,
could adequately portray the life he actually led. But that is indeed the case
here. For those who grew up with him in mid-20th century America it is a
nostalgic look back. For those too young to have known his life story this is a
good primer of why many considered him one of the greatest athletics of all
time and one why, friend or foe, considered him one hell of a man. That is the
part that interests me. I am not now nor was I then a fight fan. The part of
Ali’s career that interests me is his fight against black oppression, as he saw
it. That in his youth he took a black separatist course joining the Nation of
Islam in reaction to the rampart racism in America and American sports is
understandable if not strategically the way forward for black liberation. The
scenes with Malcolm X, who acted as something of a mentor, are among the best
in the film. Ali was a man not only with a sports mission but a political
mission. That became quite apparent when he, despite damage to his career and
to his financial interests, refused to be inducted in the military during the
Vietnam War period. His reasoning was simple-he had no quarrel with the
Vietnamese. Many lesser figures, who now head the American government, were not
nearly so forthright and skipped around the decisive political and moral event
of the baby boomer generation. Hats off to Ali. Hats off to a great liberation
fighter, who stood up when it counted.
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