mannibal adams’s review published on Letterboxd:
Do you look back fondly on the good old days of your childhood? When you just wanted to be important and part of something bigger? When, even though you had the freedom to dance and play and draw, you sensed that the adults knew something and the only thing you knew was that they were cool. Remember dressing up as a German soldier? Remember adopting antisemitic and racist views all for a chance to belong? I don’t personally, but I guess Taika has crafted a touching song and dance through nazi Gemany that feels bittersweet through the eyes of ten-year-old Jojo. This makes the arc and transformation all the more brutal and impactful, but it never looses the sense of childhood innocence. These kids were fucked up! They’ll probably continue to be fucked up. But they'll change and outgrow their oppressive values and find real and true belonging. Taika waters down the alt-reich to a toy knife a little boy plays with to look cool, and it’s fucking gold.