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Untold Mr. T: I Pity The Fool — Netflix traces Laurence Tureaud before the gold chains

Jack T. Taylor

Before the gold chains and the mohawk, before the growl the country could quote without knowing where it came from, there was a kid from the Robert Taylor Homes named Laurence Tureaud. He grew up the youngest son among twelve children on Chicago’s South Side, and by the time America met Mr. T he had already built something harder than a physique: a name he chose, an image he controlled, and a story about where he came from that he was not going to let anyone else tell.

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That is the man Untold Mr. T: I Pity The Fool sets out to recover. The film is a feature-length documentary, the latest installment in Netflix‘s Untold series — the sports-and-spectacle anthology behind portraits of the Malice at the Palace brawl and quarterback Johnny Manziel — and it treats a figure the culture had filed under cartoon as a case study in self-invention. Scott Weintrob directs, going back past The A-Team and Rocky III to the choices a young man made simply to be seen.

Untold has mostly trained its camera on one explosive event or a single turning point in a career. Choosing Mr. T bends the format. There is no scandal here to relitigate, no game to re-referee. The subject is a persona itself: how it was assembled, what it was built to do, and why a man would spend decades living inside a character designed for a five-minute impression.

The origin is a physical one. Tureaud served in the Army, worked the doors as a nightclub bouncer, and guarded some of the most recognizable people of the era, the résumé of a man who made his body his profession long before he made it his brand. His break came through competition. On the televised contest America’s Toughest Bouncer he won and kept winning, and the wins hardened into a reputation that reached Sylvester Stallone. Stallone cast him as Clubber Lang, the challenger who takes the belt from Rocky Balboa, and the line Lang spits before the fight — I pity the fool — became the name Tureaud would answer to for the rest of his life.

What followed was persona as armor. As B.A. Baracus on The A-Team he was the strongman with the soft center; in the WWF he stood in Hulk Hogan’s corner at the first WrestleMania and boxed Rowdy Roddy Piper at the second, carrying the character out of fiction and into the ring. The details fans remember as costume were, by his own account, arguments. The pounds of gold he wore he described as a statement about the chains his ancestors were brought over in, worn now on his own terms. The haircut he identified as a Mandinka warrior’s cut. Mr. T was never an accident. He was a thesis about who gets to command a room.

It lands at a moment when audiences are more fluent than they were in the 1980s about the labor behind an image: the difference between a personality and a brand, between being watched and being known. Mr. T was among the first Black performers to turn total network visibility into leverage, on prime time and in the toy aisle, on lunchboxes and a Saturday-morning cartoon that carried his name. That reach was the point. The documentary’s wager is that the reach also hid him.

The film’s real subject is what the thesis cost and what it protected. In 1995 Tureaud was diagnosed with T-cell lymphoma, a cancer that carried, cruelly, his own initial, and the illness pulled the loudest man on television out of view for a stretch. He returned quieter and more openly religious, the chains mostly gone. A portrait made now, with him speaking for himself, has room to ask what the armor was for: what a boy from the projects had to become to be un-ignorable, and what he had to keep out of frame to stay that way.

That is the question the persona could never settle. The growl and the gold made Laurence Tureaud impossible to overlook and, for a long time, impossible to actually see. Whether a documentary can reach the man beneath the character he built to survive, or whether the character has become the truest thing about him, is the tension the film leaves open.

Untold Mr. T: I Pity The Fool premieres September 8, 2026, streaming worldwide on Netflix. Scott Weintrob directs, with Studio Large Eyes, Pantheon Media Group and WWE Films producing and Chapman and Maclain Way, the creators of the Untold anthology, among the executive producers. It arrives inside a new Untold slate that also takes on quarterback Vince Young and Olympic breaker Rachael ‘Raygun’ Gunn.

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