Ronnie Coleman ripped the bodybuilding world in two in 1999 when he appeared on the already crowded scene. A former cop and powerlifter, he ties the record for most Mr. Olympia wins with 8, count em – 8, victories. That’s how you get a nickname like The King.
But since his retirement, he’s been plagued with injury as a result. He’s had numerous back surgeries, and both hips replaced. He needs crutches just to walk. The documentary catches up with him on the eve of his 8th (count em – 8) surgery, and he’s crippled with pain. It’s awful to watch him walk.
His accomplishments are enormous (bodybuilding pun!) and veiny, but told through the prism of his disability, they’re not exactly dimmed, but the context is clearly costly. Too costly, some, in fact most, would say. But as Ronnie pulls up to the supplement store, he parks in the handicap accessibility parking – and even then he barely makes it in. But what is he even doing there? Well, despite the fact that he’s popping the max dosage in pain pills, Ronnie is still drinking his protein shakes because Ronnie is still training. It’s killing him, but he can’t stop.
It’s really interesting to watch someone attain the absolute top in his field, and it’s interesting in a different, guilt-laced way to watch him fall. But Ronnie Coleman with a broken body proves there are different kinds of strength. It’s a mental fortitude he’ll need to cope with his loss. His smile and positive attitude go a long way.
This documentary has everything – the highs and lows, tragedy and comedy. Well, this documentary has almost everything. You don’t achieve 300lbs of lean muscle, go down in history as the greatest bodybuilder of all time, without a little help. But director Vlad Yudin does not so much as whisper the word steroids. So no, there is not complete transparency here, perhaps an effort not to tarnish the king’s image. The picture is incomplete but on the whole it’s still an enjoyable, heartbreaking, uplifting (bodybuilder pun!) watch.