"Beyond the Mat" is the wrestling documentary that 
      Vince McMahon has barred from advertising on his World Wrestling 
      Federation programs. Why? Because it shows an old pro maintaining on crack 
      cocaine and children weeping at ringside while their daddy is beaten 
      bloody? Not at all. It's because he doesn't have a cut of the film's 
      profits. 
      
      
Even if you've never watched a professional wrestling match on 
      television, you've probably heard the words "Mr. McMahon" while just 
      channel-surfing. Here he explains why the WWF is like the Muppets: 
      "They're both family-owned and they both have real human beings playing 
      characters." 
      Uh, huh. We see him interviewing Darren Drozdov, a former pro football 
      player who wants to wrestle and has a unique skill: He can vomit on 
      command. McMahon gives him a ring name, "Puke," and envisions a scenario: 
      "After you've regurgitated on your opponent or the referee . . ." Drozdov 
      is sent to the minor leagues for seasoning and calls his mother with the 
      good news. 
      Other subjects of the documentary have been around a long time. Terry 
      Funk is over 50, has been wrestling forever and hears the doctor forecast 
      a lifetime of pain from his wrecked knees. Then he climbs in the ring 
      again. He can hardly walk, but during the match he seems to come to life, 
      giving audiences the show they expect. 
      It is a show, yes. "Beyond the Mat" makes no secret of the fact that 
      every match is scripted and that the outcomes are not in doubt. But we 
      knew that. What I didn't fully realize, until I saw this film, is how real 
      the show is. Just because you script a guy being thrown out of the ring 
      doesn't mean it's painless when he bounces off a table and onto the floor. 
      You can't bleed unless you're cut. And sometimes things go wrong; a wire 
      cage mesh breaks, and a wrestler falls maybe 20 feet to the mat. That 
      hurts. Last year a wrestler named Owen Hart fell 70 feet and was killed 
      when his harness failed while he was being lowered into a ring. 
      Mick "Mankind" Foley comes across as one of the nicest guys in the 
      film, a family man with small children, who's a gentle teddy bear when 
      he's not in the ring. He explains to his kids how it's all carefully 
      planned, how his opponent doesn't really hate him, and then the two 
      preschoolers sit at ringside as their daddy is handcuffed and beaten with 
      a chair. He starts to bleed. They start to cry. "Close your eyes," their 
      mother says, before finally taking them out of the stands. They watch in 
      the dressing room as a medic applies first aid to Foley's cuts and checks 
      for a concussion. 
      Later, the filmmakers show Foley their footage of his kids crying, and 
      he is sobered. He vows never to let them watch a fight again. We sense the 
      care in his voice, but we also wonder: What were they doing ringside in 
      the first place? What do kids know about scripts? 
      "Beyond the Mat" was written and directed by Barry Blaustein, a onetime 
      "Saturday Night Live" writer and successful film producer, mostly of Eddie 
      Murphy projects ("Coming to America," "Boomerang," "The Nutty Professor").
      
      Blaustein confesses to being a TV wrestling fan all his life. There's 
      real pain when he meets one of his old heroes, Jake "The Snake" Roberts, 
      once a superstar, now reduced to barnstorming the back roads for small 
      change. 
      Roberts opens up in an extraordinary way to the camera. He talks about 
      an unhappy childhood, a mother who was 13 when she married. He has shaky 
      relationships with his own family, and when Blaustein arranges a meeting 
      with his estranged daughter at the Emporia Ramada, she's so nervous she 
      wants to bring along two friends. A fight promoter says Jake demands crack 
      before doing a show, and Jake agrees he's had drug problems. 
      What we wonder is, how can you be a pro wrestler and not use drugs? A 
      working wrestler performs 26 to 27 days in a month--twice on weekends. 
      It's not all on TV. There are bus and plane trips to far-flung arenas, 
      where even on a good day (no serious injuries), their bodies are slammed 
      around in a way that might alarm a pro football player. Have you ever 
      heard of a pro wrestler being suspended for drug use? Do they even check 
      for drugs? Just asking. 
      "Beyond the Mat" isn't a slick documentary; some of it feels like 
      Blaustein's home movie about being a wrestling fan. But it has a hypnotic 
      quality. Those who oppose boxing because of its violence acknowledge that 
      it is at least a supervised sport with rules and safeguards. Wrestling is 
      not a sport but a spectacle, in which weary and wounded men, some 
      obviously not in the best of shape, injure one another for money. 
      At one point we see two wrestlers set each other on fire and then throw 
      each other on barbed wire. There are ways to do this in which you do not 
      get burned severely or lacerated--much. But it's not simple trickery, and 
      what goes on in the ring clearly really does hurt, sometimes a lot. After 
      a bloody match, two wrestlers slap each other on the back and explain, 
      "The more you hurt each other, the more money you make, so the more you 
      like each other." Not capitalism's finest hour.