A masterclass in wasting everyone's time.
This isn't just the worst documentary of the year - it might be the worst thing ever uploaded to a streaming platform. Beyond Limits is what happens when someone discovers they have ADHD, runs a marathon, and decides the world owes them a standing ovation. Spoiler: we don't.
Simon Blair, bless his heart, appears to believe his sweaty jog through some sand makes him a modern-day philosopher. Instead, we get the cinematic equivalent of a LinkedIn post gone rogue. The film is a narcissistic mess, soaked in melodrama, riddled with clichés, and completely void of anything resembling insight.
The ADHD angle? Nothing but a clickbait title. There's more nuance in a TikTok comment section than in this film's depiction of neurodiversity. Rather than explore ADHD with any depth or responsibility, it uses it as a buzzword to justify 90 minutes of shaky GoPro footage and Blair whining into a desert wind.
Technically, the film is an abomination. The editing feels like it was done by someone high on pre-workout and low on talent. The music - overwrought and comically misplaced - tries to force feelings that just aren't there. Half the shots are just sand. Not metaphorical sand. Actual, literal sand. It's like the editor got tired and hit copy-paste on the drone footage for 40 minutes straight.
Narratively? There isn't one. It's a slog. No stakes, no story, just one man having an emotional breakdown in lycra, pretending it's character development. I've seen more compelling storytelling in IKEA instruction manuals.
Let's be brutally honest: this isn't awareness. It's narcissism disguised as inspiration. It treats its subject like a martyr and its audience like idiots. At best, it's delusional. At worst, it's exploitative.
Beyond Limits is what happens when someone mistakes a midlife crisis for a movement. The only thing this documentary pushes beyond is the viewer's patience.
Avoid at all costs. And if you're forced to watch it? Run - not for inspiration, but for survival.
Simon Blair, bless his heart, appears to believe his sweaty jog through some sand makes him a modern-day philosopher. Instead, we get the cinematic equivalent of a LinkedIn post gone rogue. The film is a narcissistic mess, soaked in melodrama, riddled with clichés, and completely void of anything resembling insight.
The ADHD angle? Nothing but a clickbait title. There's more nuance in a TikTok comment section than in this film's depiction of neurodiversity. Rather than explore ADHD with any depth or responsibility, it uses it as a buzzword to justify 90 minutes of shaky GoPro footage and Blair whining into a desert wind.
Technically, the film is an abomination. The editing feels like it was done by someone high on pre-workout and low on talent. The music - overwrought and comically misplaced - tries to force feelings that just aren't there. Half the shots are just sand. Not metaphorical sand. Actual, literal sand. It's like the editor got tired and hit copy-paste on the drone footage for 40 minutes straight.
Narratively? There isn't one. It's a slog. No stakes, no story, just one man having an emotional breakdown in lycra, pretending it's character development. I've seen more compelling storytelling in IKEA instruction manuals.
Let's be brutally honest: this isn't awareness. It's narcissism disguised as inspiration. It treats its subject like a martyr and its audience like idiots. At best, it's delusional. At worst, it's exploitative.
Beyond Limits is what happens when someone mistakes a midlife crisis for a movement. The only thing this documentary pushes beyond is the viewer's patience.
Avoid at all costs. And if you're forced to watch it? Run - not for inspiration, but for survival.
- NoelP-50
- 18 jul 2025