Geoffrey Broomer’s review published on Letterboxd:
As expected, the ten minutes of Hitler as imaginary friend are the best thing committed to English language celluloid this year.
I really enjoyed Jojo, but I wanted to love it. Unfortunately the constant irreverent tone undermines further dramatic depths - so that somber scenes don’t hit with the same degree of emotional manipulation they are intended. It lacks the child’s perspective versus reality that made Hunt for the Wilderpeople special, in a world that will always have goofy clones running around it becomes hard to choke up over the shoelace scene. Rather than balance many elements to become a film that will stand the test of time, it leans hard on light comedy. This is a shame, as it’s daring concept could have easily made it a classic - instead it settles for easy, scene breaking laughs... a Scarlett Johansson knee to Sam Rockwell’s groin.