Maybe, because there seem to be celebrity impressions of him coming left and right. Here (courtesy of Devin Faraci's new gig, the Alamo Drafthouse's Badass Digest), Steve Coogan and Rob Brydon square off to see whose Michael Caine impression is Michael-Cainier. And here, Peter Serafinowicz (a.k.a. the guy Edgar Wright calls when he needs to fill an asshole-supporting-character role; see, e.g., his turns as "Duane," Tim's girlfriend-stealing ex-friend in Spaced, and "Pete," Shaun and Ed's "prick" roommate in Shaun of the Dead) does a pretty mean impression as well as part of his "Acting Masterclass" bit on The Peter Serafinowicz Show. (Of course, that isn't his only great impression there; his Kevin Spacey, Ralph Fiennes, Robert De Niro, and Al Pacino are also spot-on. Regarding his Pacino, I'm impressed by anyone who goes for the Michael-Corleone-style quiet-Pacino over later-career loud-Pacino (the best of which is, of course, Bill Hader's—he's got some grief with his moolah!). So peruse those to your heart's content, gentle reader.) If imitation is the highest form of flattery, then Michael Caine must have the most kissed ass in British entertainment.
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