A charming turn from the Oscar-nominated actor is the best thing about a thinly etched second world war satire
There’s a smug surface-level audacity to the second world war “anti-hate satire” Jojo Rabbit, a film that employs a repetitive wink as it proudly trots out its central gimmick, recasting Hitler as a buffoonish imaginary friend for maximum lols. In Taika Waititi’s patchy follow-up to Thor: Ragnarok, loosely based on the novel by Christine Leunens, young keen-to-be-accepted German boy Johannes AKA Jojo (Roman Griffin Davis) wants nothing more than to be friends with the Führer and on his quest to become the country’s fiercest Jew-killing patriot, he invents a fantasy version as a form of guidance, played by Waititi himself.
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