The second we walked out of Tropic Thunder, we actually forgot what movie it was we had seen. No, we weren't loaded. And, no, forgetting what we had seen isn't entirely a bad thing.

It was just that the movie is like a lot of Hollywood movies: highly derived from past movies. Meaning, every single joke has been done before. That doesn't mean we didn't laugh when they occurred, because we did. It was just, like, ya know, after the fact, nothing stuck with us. In other words, the movie was a cheap thrill.

But who are we kidding? $9.50 to see a movie is not f-ing cheap, and we highly recommend catching this one on the couch when it hits DVD.

The only thing that really caught our attention was Robert Downey Jr. as an Aussie/Black man (pictured in middle above), and Tom Cruise as a putzy producer.



Who cares if Tommy jumps on couches, and is a level 5 Thetan, if he can do silly roles like this? Hint to Tom's agent: This is the future of Tom Cruise. Who ever can take him seriously again?

As for the future of comedy, Jesus f-ing Christ, can we get some new comedy-blood making movies so we don't see the same four, RETARDED, jokes recycled over and over? Is it really too much to ask?