My first unpleasant encounter with the current meaning of the word “problematic” occurred a couple of years ago.
I was mingling with some twenty- and thirtysomethings at an outdoor birthday party in San Francisco. It was a bit chilly, as San Francisco usually is, but a distinct and quite different chill fell over my little conversation group as we began to discuss Ben Stiller’s “Tropic Thunder,” the hilarious (in my opinion) movie that spoofed Hollywood careerism and war movies.
I don’t remember why, exactly, we were talking about a film that came out in 2008. But all these years later, I said, I was still laughing at Tom Cruise’s surprising role as fat-fingered, balding studio boss Les Grossman, a filthy-mouthed bully who — it was rumored — was based on the producer Scott Rudin and/or Harvey Weinstein, legendary industry monsters who both happen to be Jewish.
One woman looked at me and said, “That role was problematic.”
“But it was satire,” I replied. “It was funny.”
“It was still problematic,” she said. “He was channeling Jewish stereotypes.”
At that point, I thought it best not to mention one of the movie’s other stars, Robert Downey Jr., who played a white Australian actor playing a Black American Vietnam war vet. In blackface.