"What did they do?"
"What they could."
I sobbed all the way through the credits. I couldn't even begin to compose myself. I was absolutely shaken to my core. And once I was able to find my footing and exit the theater, the first thing I did was buy a ticket to see it again.
Jojo Rabbit is a story of overcoming blind fanaticism and indoctrination, showcasing that monsters aren't born; they're made. They're manipulated. The transition Waititi's Adolf Hitler goes through over the course of the movie, from quirky companion to the furious, foaming-at-the-mouth espouser of hatred we know him as, illustrates the inner turmoil Jojo experiences as he grows to defy his twisted "conscience".
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