Imagine Jackass antics done WWF-style with baseball bats wrapped in barbed wire and no EMT standing by. That's backyard wrestling. In this documentary, director Paul Hough follows backyard wrestlers of all stripes: the upper-middle-class college-bound batch from upstate New York who are more concerned with theatrics than pain; a group of UK teens who just want "a bit of a laugh" before they break for tea; and most painfully, a loose affiliation of dead-end American kids who revel in setting each other on fire (and sustaining neck and spinal injuries with long-term consequences they're too shortsighted to understand).
It's both horrifying and hilarious, particularly a young man named Lizard, whose single-minded pursuit of future wrestling fame, though sadly delusional, is inspiring for its tenacity. Get reeeeeady to wince.
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