Thor: Ragnarok (2017, Taika Waititi) was the first Marvel movie I
saw in a theater, on the six story high screen at the Bullock Imax in Austin.
Man, I miss that theater. Thor: Ragnarok’s
biggest strength is as a comedy, and I thoroughly enjoyed it. Soon I realized
that its director had a name, but I hadn’t seen any of his other work.
Then a few months later
I was working in Charleston, SC and was hanging out with some friends when one
of them put on What We Do in the Shadows
(2014, Waititi). For such a casual mockumentary, I laughed through almost the
whole thing and find it clever even after multiple viewings. I rank it up there
with This Is Spinal Tap (1984, Rob
Reiner) and Christopher Guest’s comedies.
Apparently there’s more
that he’s done and I hope to get around to seeing soon.
Jojo Rabbit (2019, Waititi) is a black comedy that’s also a coming
of age film and happens to be set during the end of WWII in Germany. But it’s
also vibrant. And, in the end, it’s also a celebration of life and offers a
sincere portrait of humanity.
Best of all, Jojo Rabbit is the kind of art that
makes you ask yourself difficult questions about what you’re watching. And the subjective
nature of the types of answers I imagine arising as a result of those questions
is exciting. First of all, the film is about a young Nazi boy, JOJO,
discovering a Jewish girl named ELSA hiding in the walls of his house. And I
can’t imagine it taking viewers very long to guess that somehow by the end the
girl will teach the boy to not hate Jews anymore.
For Jojo, hating Jews drives
him more than anything else, motivated of course by its potential to please the
Führer. Okay so like I hope this doesn’t make me sound too creepy or anything but,
we have this adolescent boy with no friends (well, one) who now has a pretty sixteen
year old girl prisoner in his home while his mom is gone all day and no one
else is around. Isn’t that like almost some kind of kinky pornographic male
fantasy? Please let me finish. So, after weeks of Jojo hating Elsa for being
Jewish, lying to her and intentionally hurting her, he falls in love with her.
But is it really love? I don’t think so. I think he’s horny. (This is where I
realize the film is so effective as a coming of age.) Jojo’s going through a
lot.
Jojo’s character arc is
so wonderfully written because of how many changes he goes through, along with
lessons he learns through the course of the film. By the end nothing is what it
seems. But I guess that’s why his mother’s so important (played by Scarlett
Johansson), because she’s constantly trying to get him to learn what life’s
about. Yet even she tells him a few lies. But this is also integral to Jojo Rabbit’s functioning as a coming of
age film—learning what you need to when you’re ready. And that’s something for
the audience too: accepting that hopefully it’s never too late to change the
way you think about things. Does that make sense or am I being too vague?
Another thing to add is
the subtle depiction of the Sam Rockwell character and his adjutant as a gay
couple. Because in a comedy as absurd and irreverent as Jojo Rabbit, by not resorting to gay jokes it makes it easier to
empathize with these two. They don’t particularly seem to have any reason to be
Nazis either. For instance, anytime Jojo asks CAPTAIN KLENZENDORF (Rockwell)
about Jews he’s completely disinterested. However, what does interest him are
his sketches for outlandish costumes he plans for wearing in combat someday—also
one of the funniest bits.
Anyway, Jojo Rabbit all came together in the end
and there’s a hit pop song that’s played in a German version I didn’t remember
having heard until it played, and I cried, then cried some more, and felt
really great about life and humanity and everything okay? Now I don’t really
know a ton about history or anything but I do feel truly horrified when I think
about the Holocaust, the famine, the mass extermination of six million Jews,
the concentration camps, the final solution to the Jewish problem, the gas
chambers, the liquidation of the Warsaw ghettos, Dachau, Auschwitz, Treblinka
and while I watched Jojo Rabbit, even
though it’s not acknowledged in the film I thought about it. And I thought
about it after it was over. It’s the worst atrocity of human history I know of.
But I can still laugh. Is that messed up? That’s the portrait of humanity I got
out of Jojo Rabbit, which is heavy.
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