On the surface Ben Stiller’s new comedy “Tropic Thunder” is an equal opportunity offender. Stiller has spent years working on a script that is a riff on Hollywood’s heart of darkness and takes pot shots at the movie industry’s treatment of race, mental disabilities, and the military. There’s nothing new in the ghoulishly greedy studio head, the tyrannical but terrified director, the actors so lost in narcissism that illusion is more immediate than reality. But Stiller’s savage take on the layers of deceit that produce an accidental blockbuster is chilling in its damnation of the system that supports him.
That Stiller has recruited a stellar cast to portray his thespian misfits speaks to the clout he wields in Hollywood. Jack Black plays Jeff Portnoy, star of the ‘Fatties’ movies, whose complaint is the lack of heroin in the jungle. Robert Downey, Jr., plays Australian film legend Kirk Lazarus, so method in his approach to a role that he makes Russell Crowe and Daniel Day-Lewis look like dilettantes. Stiller plays Tugg Speedman, a Stallone-Willis style superhero whose box office draw is fading fast. The actors are introduced as quick and dirty stereotypes. Developing character isn’t what this film is about.