Stiller couldn\'t do the \'Loser\' fingers because he\'s dyslexic ;-(

A couple new TV spots for Tropic Thunder have hit the web (after the jump) and this month’s Playboy with an interview of Ben Stiller has just hit my mailbox.  Requisite discussion of his character Tugg Speedman:

What makes it comedic is the way he ends up a prisoner of his own image.  He gets captured in the Golden Triangle by a remote tribe of heroin traffickers who force him at gunpoint to reenact scenes from Simple Jack, in which he played a mentally impaired farmhand who can talk to animals.  This was his big, serious movie – his Oscar bid.  It is being universally ridiculed except in this tiny jungle compound where they love it so much they make him perform it at gunpoint on a sort of Gilligan’s Island stage five times a day.  It’s the only movie they’ve ever seen, so he’s kind of worshipped and humiliated at the same time. 

Discussion of his possible motives for making the movie:

Playboy:  You were born into a show-business family.  Weren’t you just kind of in?
Stiller:  God no.  IN fact, that’s where the idea of Tropic Thunder came from.  Around 1985 all these Vietnam war movies were being made.  I never got any of the roles.  I even met with Oliver Stone.  Nothing.  I remember the guys who got those parts were always doing interviews about going off to boot camp for two weekes, how it was the toughest experience of their lives.  They had to camp out, shoot guns, eat C rations, all of that.  There was something so ironic and funny about actors talking about how hard it was to go off to boot camp for two weeks for a movie about a war when it obviously had nothing to do with the real experience of war.  It might have been my own bitterness about not getting parts in these movies, but I did think there was the seed of something in the irony of actors taking themselves too seriously.  Maybe this movie is my revenge. 

I think another good revenge on actors is to ask them what the capital of Thailand is and then yell "Bang cock!" and punch them in the nuts, because it’s hard to take yourself seriously when you’re in crotch pain.  Trust me, I’ve done the research.  Also, I think "eating c-rations" is a pretty sweet euphemism for cunnilingus.  Anyway, just keeping it high brow here like always, folks.