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The parts fit together … not remotely.
You might ask, Why be a stickler for tone i.e., a hobgoblin for consistency?
Shouldnt a work find its own form?
Its a middlebrow triumph.
It helps that the kids are better than all right theyre utterly charming.
Tell meeverythingabout Jews, he says, and she replies, Were like you, but human.
She calls him, endearingly, Dummkopf.
Waititi plays the imaginary Hitler with manic energy and keeps this balloon improbably afloat.
He needs to, since its his Frankensteins monster, no one elses.
Leunenss protagonist doesnt remain a Huck Finn throw in.
Let me add something in the movies favor.
For extratextual reasons, then, support your local Nazi comedy.
A version of this review originally ran during the Toronto International Film Festival earlier this year.
It has since been updated.
