The real stars of Tropic Thunder were the supporting actors. Brandon T. Jackson, Jay Baruchel, Matthew McConaughey, and Tom Cruise give the rumble to Tropic Thunder. They are so outrageous and deliver the outrageousness with such conviction, it is impossible not to believe them and nearly impossible not to laugh.

It isn’t all chuckles in Tropic Thunder. There are times it drags jokes too far and breezes too quickly through those scenes that should linger. The personality flaws of the characters are dull and unoriginal. Tropic Thunder offers nothing smart under the layer of stupidity; it is just a juvenile comedy.

Sometimes, occasionally, every so often, maybe, it’s ok to watch a movie that doesn’t challenge the mind, it just tickles the watcher a little. Tropic Thunder tickled my funny bone.

Tropic Thunder is a head-slapping, head-shaking comedy. Tropic Thunder is like an unfunny uncle who tries to do funny things to make their niece laugh and those things aren’t funny but the niece can’t help but laugh at him because he is trying so hard to be funny.

If I was washing the dishes and needed some light background noise to listen to, I’d pop in Tropic Thunder. It isn’t one I’d run out to the theater to see, but I might rent the DVD.