Claire Folger © 2026 Amazon Content Services LLC“I Play Rocky” is a more or less un-spoilable movie. Sure, hypothetically, a very young child, or a person who recently awoke from a 50-year coma, could wander into a screening of the new film and wonder, “Will they allow this unknown named Sylvester Stallone to play the part of Rocky Balboa?” and “If so, will they finish making the movie?” and “If so, will it be well received or spawn any sequels?”
But, for 99.8 percent of adult humans, and for 99.99 percent of adult humans who might be into boxing enough to be reading an article on a boxing-dedicated website right now, the plot of “I Play Rocky” cannot be spoiled.
I suppose, however, that there are a handful of moments along the way that can be spoiled. And, having seen the movie at a preview screening last month, I’m about to spoil one of them. You’ve been warned.
Midway through the picture, when John G. Avildsen, portrayed here by Jay Duplass, is under consideration to direct “Rocky,” and is discussing the prospect with Stallone (Anthony Ippolito) and producers Irwin Winkler (P.J. Byrne) and Robert Chartoff (Toby Kebbell), he suggests something that, in all my decades of watching and rewatching films in the Rocky franchise, I have never once stopped to consider: This movie they’re possibly about to make is, according to Avildsen, not a boxing movie.
This is not the same as positing that “Die Hard” either is or is not a Christmas movie. You’ll find very fine people on both sides of that one.
But “Rocky”? Not a boxing movie? How many Spider Rico headbutts did Avildsen have to absorb to come up with that nonsense?
What Avildsen meant, of course, was that, to him, “Rocky” was not first and foremost a boxing movie. It was a human drama about this decent, desperate, damaged man getting an opportunity, through boxing, to make something of himself. It was a romance movie and a Thanksgiving movie and a bicentennial movie and a Philadelphia movie and, yes, of course it was a boxing movie too. It opens with a boxing match and closes with a boxing match, after all, and there are gym scenes and training montages along the way. But in Avildsen’s mind, or at least in the dramatized version of Avildsen’s mind, boxing shouldn’t get top billing.
So here we have this mind-melting meta circumstance in which a movie about the making of “Rocky,” with its release timed to coincide with the 50th anniversary of the premiere of the original, is challenging whether the most famous boxing movie ever is even a boxing movie. Naturally, given the opportunity during a recent media roundtable to ask “I Play Rocky” director Peter Farrelly one question, I cranked up the meta meter to 11. I had to know if the man who directed a director saying “Rocky” wasn’t a boxing movie considers “Rocky” a boxing movie — and, while I was at it, if he considers “I Play Rocky” a boxing movie.
“I think ‘Rocky’ — it's both,” Farrelly said after some brief stalling to consider a question he apparently hadn’t previously considered. “It's a boxing movie, definitely — it’s the boxing movie. But it is also a character piece.
“It’s more of a boxing movie than ‘I Play Rocky’ is.”
That last point isn’t debatable. “I Play Rocky” is not a boxing movie. But what it is, just like the Best Picture winner turning 50 this month, is a classic underdog story. (And a damned entertaining one.) It’s about a man who had the odds stacked heavily against him but wouldn’t quit and ended up proving a whole lot of people wrong.
Ippolito described “I Play Rocky” as “a love letter to what [Stallone] was able to achieve.”
Peter Gamble is the screenwriter who penned that love letter. But Farrelly — best known for co-directing with his brother Bobby such comedies as “Dumb & Dumber” and “There’s Something About Mary” as well as directing 2018 Best Picture winner “Green Book” — was thrilled to get to co-sign that love letter because of what Stallone’s breakthrough movie meant to him as a 19-year-old in 1976.
“When ‘Rocky’ came out, I have a vivid memory,” Farrelly said. “I went kind of early. Like, it didn't open huge the first weekend. It took a couple of weeks, and it was word of mouth, but I had read a review in Newsweek, and I went and saw it. I remember I came out of that theater, and I was pumped up. What I was pumped up for, I didn’t know. I was inspired. I don’t know to do what. But I came home and I told all my friends, ‘You’ve got to watch this movie’. … It was bigger for me than say, ‘Star Wars’ or those other big movies at the time.”
Ippolito is far too young to have seen “Rocky” in the theater. He does, however, distinctly remember watching 2006’s “Rocky Balboa” in the theater — at age seven. That gives you a sense of how far removed he is from the original Rocky generation.
Ippolito was born in 1999. And watching this movie, you can’t help but feel like he was born to play young Sylvester Stallone.
Bizarre as this may sound, however, he was also born to play young Al Pacino.
Ippolito co-stars in the 2022 Paramount Plus series “The Offer,” about the making of “The Godfather,” as an unknown Pacino who, against the studio’s wishes, is taking on the role of Michael Corleone. (Ippolito has a lane, apparently.)
“When we saw his audition tape [for ‘I Play Rocky’],” Farrelly said, “it was a no-brainer. This is the guy. It's a no-brainer. People have asked me, ‘How were you so brave to take a chance on him?’ I didn't take a chance. It was 100 percent guaranteed, this was the guy.
“So we hired him, and I didn't care if he'd ever done anything before — it didn't matter to me. And we were in pre-production, and we were hanging out, and I said, ‘By the way, have you ever been in anything else before?’ He goes, ‘Oh, yeah.’ I said, ‘Like what?’ He said, ‘I was in “The Offer.”’ I've seen ‘The Offer.’ I was like, ‘Who are you in “The Offer”?’ He goes, ‘I was Pacino.’ I go, ‘Shit, that's the best part of “The Offer”!’ And I've been with him for months and I didn't recognize him — that's how much he disappears into characters. Having known him now for a couple of years, I still can't see that Pacino character that he became in that.”
Ippolito said that, of the two Italian-American actors he’s portrayed in 1970s making-of material, Stallone was the slightly more challenging role to slip into, mostly because of the physical preparation required. He needed to beef up from his previous, more Pacino-esque build — drawing a comparison from Farrelly to how Robert De Niro transformed his body to play Jake LaMotta in “Raging Bull.” And, along with Stephan James, who plays Carl Weathers, he trained extensively at Gleason’s Gym in Brooklyn to learn how to box. Or, at least to learn how to look convincingly like a man learning how to box, which is what Stallone was 50 years ago.
Ippolito and James are two of the highlights of what is as perfectly cast a movie as I’ve ever seen. Casting director Rick Montgomery also nailed Burgess Meredith (Robert Morgan), Burt Young (Scot Teller) and Talia Shire (Kiko Seto) from a physical resemblance perspective, Duplass is dialed in as Avildsen, AnnaSophia Robb is charming as Stallone’s first wife Sasha and Tracy Letts steals every scene he’s in playing douchebag studio head Sandy Maddox (a fictional amalgam of assorted execs who wanted anyone but Stallone playing the title role). The casting is so exceptional that Matt Dillon — certainly the biggest name actor in the film — almost gets lost in the shuffle as Stallone’s dad.
The movie has its imperfections. Truth is stranger than fiction, perhaps, but “I Play Rocky” works in a few strange fictions for dramatic purposes that will cause an eye roll or two. It also includes a positive appraisal of Stallone’s genitalia that seems an, ahem, naked attempt to make sure real-life Sly got on board with the project.
And, coming back to the un-spoilability of it all, there are limits to the dramatic tension possible when the audience knows exactly where the story is headed.
But the fact that the movie works despite that last handicap is a testament to Gamble’s script, Farrelly’s direction, and Ippolito and the rest of the exceptional cast.
And I promise there’s nothing you’ll want to do more after watching “I Play Rocky” than go home and rewatch the original “Rocky.” Like Farrelly 50 years ago, this movie will get you pumped up — and you’ll know exactly how to channel that feeling.
Whether “Rocky” deserved to win Best Picture over fellow classics such as “Taxi Driver” and “All the President’s Men” was then and remains now a subject of great debate. But it’s a timeless classic just the same.
Its sequels, however, were spotty. Everyone has their favorites, but with the possible exception of the first “Creed” movie, none were actually high-quality films from start to finish. Some fans love the campiness of “Rocky III” and “Rocky IV,” some are willing to overlook the slow parts of “Rocky II” because the training sequence and final fight are just that inspiring, others are willing to forgive the cartoonish-ness of the second half of “Rocky Balboa” and embrace the grittiness of its first half.
However you rank them, you can poke holes in each one.
With that in mind, a case can now be made that “I Play Rocky” is the all-around best Rocky movie since the original.
That is, if we consider it a Rocky movie.
Is “I Play Rocky” a Rocky movie? Gimme 50 years to stew on that one.
For now, I’d just say it’s more a Rocky movie than it is a boxing movie.

Eric Raskin is a veteran boxing journalist with nearly 30 years of experience covering the sport for such outlets as BoxingScene, The Good Fight, ESPN, Grantland, Playboy, and The Ring (where he served as managing editor for seven years). He also co-hosted The HBO Boxing Podcast, Showtime Boxing with Raskin & Mulvaney, The Interim Champion Boxing Podcast with Raskin & Mulvaney, and Ring Theory. He has won four first-place writing awards from the BWAA, for his work with The Ring, Grantland, HBO, and BoxingScene. Outside boxing, he is the senior editor of CasinoReports and the author of 2014’s The Moneymaker Effect. He can be reached on X, BlueSky, or LinkedIn, or via email at RaskinBoxing@yahoo.com.