At the end of my movie, Woody asked to fight with a professional double we were using, and I agreed. The last boxing thing I shot was Woody sparring with a pro named Cleveland Corder, a welterweight, the only white man I know named Cleveland.
He was actually Antonio Banderas' double, he had Antonio's outfit on, so I thought we could film Woody letting go on some blows. And Woody was in as good a shape as any actor could have been. But Cleveland could take Woody's best shots and just flick them away. Woody could fight Cleveland Corder for 10 years and never land a punch. So we ran two cameras on this, framing out Cleveland's head, and Woody is running out of gas, running out of gas, running out of gas. And finally, I said, "Cut." And I jumped in the ring and embraced Woody because it was the last boxing shot of the film. And he said, "God, why did you let it go so long? What was it, five minutes, six minutes?" I looked down and it was a minute and a half. It was half of one round. Woody, who'd been conditioning for 12 weeks, couldn't get through it. And both my actors were in extraordinary shape.
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