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- Even worse, Melvin continued, the actor portraying him had been adorned in the most ludicrous DayGlo pimp suits, bright orange and yellow and green, making a spectacle of himself as he bounded across film screens nationwide.
"Do you know where my suits were made?" Melvin asked me.
"New York."
"Correct."
"Italian. Cut to order."
"Correct again."
"So how is it that Little Melvin is being seen in movie theaters dressed in the most ridiculous fashion. Why would Barry Levinson do that?"
"You'll have to ask Barry," I said, throwing Mr. Levinson under the bus swiftly and cleanly. "I can't honestly answer."
"I wouldn't be caught dead wearing anything like that," Melvin added, genuinely wounded. "Did you see how they had me dressed?"
"Ridiculous."
"Correct."