©DocThisReviews: The Bull by Eric Ebner

The Bull by Eric Ebner is a snapshot of a life most people only flirt with.

At the edge of Baja California, in a secret stretch of coastline hundreds of miles from convenience, Glen Horn has carved out a world that is entirely his own. Not a vacation. Not a sabbatical. A life.

I once brushed up against that same possibility.

I spent 30 days driving that coast, surfing its breaks, waking to wind and salt and endless horizon. There is a purity to it that feels almost mythic. You measure your days by swell direction and light. You fall asleep exhausted in the best way. You begin to wonder why anyone would choose anything else.

But I also know the other side.

The wind that never seems to stop. The sand that works its way into every zipper, every lens, every seam of your clothes. The mechanical breakdowns. The long silences. The kind of isolation that can either refine you or undo you. The romance is real, but so are the elements.

What Glen has done is different. He did not visit this life. He redirected his entire existence toward it. Through the good and the bad, he chose it fully. That commitment is what makes The Bull resonate. It is not a film about escape. It is about permanence.

There is something quietly radical about that.

As a filmmaker, I was equally struck by the intimacy captured on screen. Finding a subject like Glen is rare. Earning the trust to film him in his element is even rarer. You cannot manufacture that kind of access. It requires patience, humility, and instinct.

In digging deeper into the story behind the film, I learned how the filmmaker first encountered Glen during a long journey through Mexico. It was not a planned production. It was a moment discovered. Recognized. Documented. Then carried forward until the time was right to shape it into a finished piece.

That creative instinct is one I know well.

On two separate occasions, I have driven from the tip of Mexico into Central America. I have sailed the Baja. I have stumbled upon stories that revealed themselves slowly, almost accidentally. You feel something shift in the air. You pull out the camera. You capture what you can. You trust that one day it will find its form.

There is a deep connection there that I appreciate.

The Bull feels like a rare escape preserved on film. A season of life that most people experience briefly, if at all. Watching it brought back that same ache I felt when my own Baja chapter came to an end. The understanding that some freedoms are not meant to last forever. They shape you, then release you.

For Glen, that season continues.

Below, I am sharing the films of this filmmaker alongside my own work. I hope you enjoy them. And if you have ever felt the pull of an open coastline and wondered what would happen if you never turned back, this story will stay with you.

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The Bull: The Surf Legend Who Walked Away From Everything (full documentary)