There is so much that is ground breaking about this movie. It’s the first hipster Nazi comedy. Written and directed by the New Zealand-born Taika Waititi, himself an odd mix of Maori and Jewish, it’s like a Wes Anderson movie set during the Third
Reich. The opening-credits sequence hits a dark but devilish note of rock ‘n’
roll effrontery when the Beatles’ German-language
version of “I Want to Hold Your Hand” plays over documentary clips of
World War II Germans raising their hands in the “Heil Hitler!” salute.
This is followed by scenes at a Hitler Youth camp, where Sam Rockwell,
as the squad leader, and Rebel Wilson, as some sort of seething
assistant, parade themselves as confidently one-note caricatures.
The movie centers on a young boy who's so absorbed with Hitler that he is his imaginary hero, his mother, who is dropping anti-Nazi pieces of paper wherever she goes, and the Jewish girl that she had hidden in a secret room off her deceased daughter's bedroom. It is spectacularly good even though it may not sound like it.
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