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July 31, 2025 - Stay Free - Russel Brand
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Can You Really Take an Unbiased Look at Hitler? - SF624
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Ladies and gentlemen, Russell Brand and Watch Along Russell and Russell Conspiracy Theory.
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Get on over here so you can watch along for an unbiased look at Adolf Hitler.
Have we gotten so sluiced and drenched in biases that we can't even take a good, honest-of-god look at Hitler and his legacy without our minds being clouded by all of that extraneous info?
This is a friend of mine goes, you know, I've been watching these documentaries, my mate Joan.
I've been watching these documentaries about Hitler.
I was like, oh yeah, mate, yeah, I'm biased.
Look at him.
Oh yeah, I'm biased.
Because either way, it's like when they were trying to find jurors for Donald Trump, I was like, and they had to go, have you got an opinion on Donald Trump?
I was like, well, of course, everyone's got opinions.
There's no one that's like, I am neutral on Donald Trump.
I neither like him nor dislike him.
An unbiased look at Hitler seems to me to in itself be an interesting expedition to embark on.
And I'll be embarking on it with my beloved friend, Jake Smith, Christian.
Christian.
Don't forget it.
We'll remind you.
How could we?
How could we forget it?
How could we even for a second?
Our beloved friend Luke, Christian.
Are you right there, Luke?
Also Christian.
Praise the Lord.
You're a good person.
Christian.
Massey, atheist.
Atheist.
I think you're coming round, though.
And of course, the person that's going to struggle most to look at Hitler from an unbiased perspective, one might imagine, is Isaac, who is a member of the 12 tribes.
How you getting on, mate?
Fuck that guy.
No, he was alright.
Now then, let's try our best.
Let's put aside our prejudices like Hitler would have wanted and see just exactly what he was getting up to.
I mean, I've only looked at a little bit of this, and it's like sort of an English person going, now Adolf Hitler was trying his best.
I don't think he is unbiased.
I think the person that made the documentary, I think the subtext is, Hitler was a good guy.
Now, given that on Facebook, we can't even put out geotargeted advertising because we did some content on Kanye West Heil Hitler, upon which my general view was Kanye West as an artist is using the idea of Nazism just as an object to make art.
In the same way that, you know, the sex pistols wore swastikas and stuff.
Well, I don't think they're like sort of devoutly into the views of the Nazis and stuff.
But anyway, people can have all sorts of conversations about this stuff.
Let's see if Adolf Hitler can still provoke interesting debate from beyond the grave via the conduit of a YouTuber.
We'll put the person who's made its details in the description so that he gets proper credit for his unbiased look at Hitler.
Let's all watch along together and see what it promotes and provokes.
I think what people are talking about in a way is like national socialism.
If you think of the idea of national socialism, well, that means you put your country first.
Socialism in that instance, I reckon, might mean look at regulating the excesses of industry and ensuring that the general well-being of the people is at the forefront.
That's what I get from national socialism.
Hitler, though, he dreamt up some crazy old schemes.
Let's have an unbiased look at them.
The most famous person in human history except Jesus Christ, not much is actually known about Hitler's life.
Well, actually, loads is known about his life.
I don't know, like, his dad was like a customs official.
I know everything about him and about his little moustache.
I know he went to art school in Vienna.
We couldn't get in actually for a while.
He lived in a hostel.
I'm sort of vaguely aware that he started, participated in the existent National Socialist Movement and actually really ushered it in an era of pretty brutal war and genocide.
It's a good start when it's like, Jesus Christ, Hitler.
Yeah, I suppose so.
Yeah, like, I mean, maybe if you were from China or something, those wouldn't be your main reference points.
Maybe.
Maybe.
Let's see.
Actually knowing about Hitler's life.
Random throwaway facts.
Look at that.
That's the subtitles of what he's saying.
You can actually, for once, see.
I mean, of course, German people, they knew what he was saying from the get-go.
here's what he's saying.
...knowing about Hitler's life.
Random throwaway facts are known, such as his vegetarianism, and then myths have popped up and stuck, like the theory that he had one ball for some reason.
Regardless, not many people actually take a deep dive It's going in quite early with the one bull theory there.
Regardless, not many people actually take a deep dive into what made the man.
Today, we'll dive into his childhood.
I won't bore you with a long intro.
This is literally just Hitler's childhood from the day he was born until his mother died.
Let's see how it molded him into the man he became.
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I actually like this guy's style and he's telling you his process.
I mean if people like it I will.
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There's music for the Hitler family.
It's a bit jaunty.
There, down.
That's why he's got them peepers from the mum, innit?
She's got them classic Hitler crystal blue eyes, I'm guessing, even though it's in black and white.
We've gone for sort of what do you call that Charleston style music?
Oh, yeah, they were doing some flapping.
They were flapping.
Charleston.
For sure.
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da.
Good morning.
Didn't get the mustache from his dad.
Look at my giant moustache, Adolf.
Look at your little pee-pee.
Look at my mighty great big brown, dark brown moustache.
Look at your little pink peepee.
I mean, I'll show you, father.
I will show you.
Damn you!
Hitler's gone for the opposite moustache to his dad, hasn't he?
That's a pretty standard.
You never want to compete head-on with your father.
So, like if Tony Hawk does traditional skateboarding, his son has to jump off of bridges and do skateboarding.
You can't compete one for one.
So if you've got the big mustache, you've got to go.
I'm going to go for...
Now, his dad, apparently, weren't very nice to Adolph.
No way.
Apparently.
And affected his confidence.
He was compensating, in fact, but his mum, she was well into him.
She liked the lad.
This is an unbiased look at here, that's...
*laughter* *laughter* *laughter* *laughter*
No commentary.
It's almost like art installation.
Night music is meant to represent them creating Hitler with their genitals.
There we go.
There you go.
There's a little dictator for you.
Take that up the pipe.
Hitler didn't talk about his family much, if at all.
From what he did talk about, we can piece little...
He's like, we're going to go from his birth to his...
To his childhood.
And he's like, we don't know anything about Hitler's childhood.
All we know, there's his mum, there's his dad.
Back to war.
And then just explosions and stuff.
We want an unbiased look.
We've sent him that $2 now.
We've sent that to your Patreon.
Now give us the old unbiased look at Hitler that we were promised.
We can piece little together except that he didn't get along with his father, who was a kind of dictator figure in the household, like many men of those times were.
But Hitler didn't let that impact him.
He grew up to be a pretty cool and groovy guy.
Who was a kind of dictator figure in the household, like many men of those times were.
His mother was the opposite, who he would adore.
She was a quiet and kind woman who would be the key figure in his childhood.
Claims are made to the origins of the Hitler family, but there's not much solid evidence to work with.
Here is one of the more credible claims, but remember, this is just guesswork by historians.
The main claim a lot of people here on YouTube make about Hitler potentially being part Jewish, the result of an affair.
It's the circle of life, that is, mate.
You reap what you sow.
You reap what?
Yup.
The main claim a lot of people here on YouTube make about Hitler potentially being part Jewish, the result of an affair between his ancestor, a maid, and her rich Jewish master, is clear nonsense, meant as a kind of gotcha.
So people can be like, look, Hitler was actually Jewish.
How ironic.
But that's all it is.
Fiction.
More credible claims are that the family could potentially be Czech.
Hitler was a weird name for an Austrian, and Hitler's biographer, John Tolland, for one, suggests that they could be potentially derived.
It's a good font.
Yeah, I was just thinking that.
Great font.
God, you damn it.
That's like a personal font.
Who's John?
Yeah, who's this guy?
John Toland.
What do you think the font's called?
It's gotta be SSRIF.
Yeah.
That's good.
Heil Vetika.
Yeah.
And Hitler's biographer, John Toland, for one, suggests that they could be potentially derived from the names Hidlar or Hidlasek.
Before our age, spelling wasn't as important as it is now.
Names changed.
It was the sound that mattered.
Variants of the mentioned Czech names.
Spelling wasn't important in those days.
People used to use colours as letters, numbers, upside-down things.
You could just put your elbow in the blot with ink and then put it on the pad, and that was the alphabet in those days.
Spelling wasn't as important as it is now.
Names changed.
It was the sound that mattered.
Variants of the mentioned Czech names changed throughout the area of Hitler's family.
From the ones just stated to Hidler, Hitler and Hidler.
A known ancestor of Hitler's in 1650 spelled.
I think if it had stayed Hidler, none of it would have worked.
Yeah.
Like, because you can't follow someone called Hidler.
Yeah.
We're already banned from Facebook.
I didn't see anybody's song.
I didn't say either one.
Catchy though.
Hidler, Hitler, and Hidler.
A known ancestor of Hitler's in 1650 spelled his name Hidler and some would use Hutler and then the famous Hitler.
What we do know is that both of Hitler's parents are from the Voldwiertel, a rural area of Austria, northwest of Vienna.
Hitler's father, Aloy, ran away from home at the age of don't ever look good, does he, that dad?
There's no way that guy was a nice guy.
I can tell from that image, I think he drinks too much, I think he shouts a lot, I think his farts are awful.
Awful.
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Aloy ran away from home at the age of 13 and made his way to Vienna, studied hard and became a customs inspector at Braunau, just across the river from Germany.
Hitler's father certainly got around and quickly had an illegitimate daughter and his marriage put no restraint on his certainly got around.
I mean if I look like that, yeah, you're out at getting that Poutang.
Get me some Nazi Poutang.
Oh, you'd like to cross the border, would you?
Well, you're gonna have to mutter a few words into my beige tobacco-stinking moustache.
Hitler's father certainly got around and quickly had an illegitimate daughter, and his marriage put no restraint on his adventures.
His wife was sick and 14 years older than him.
Eventually, after a messy series of events involving Adolf's mother being installed as a bit surprised that his wife was older than him, huh?
Like that, was it?
14 years older than him.
Eventually, after a messy series of events involving Adolf's mother being installed as a maid in the household when she was 16, and Alois.
Are we sure his mother is not a man?
That's it.
This is the Brigitte Macron problem.
Yeah.
Right, we've got it.
Some secret bratwurst in Hitler's mum's knickers.
It's not that Hitler's missing a ball, it's his mum's gained a cock.
16.
And Alois Hitler's previous wife dying, she became Clara Hitler.
The whole story is worth a video of its own on Hitler's family.
Another day.
Clara was totally devoted to her husband and his children from the previous marriages.
Yeah, any other name with Hitler after it don't seem like you know that?
Like, you know, there's some in Liverpool, actually, Massey, near where you're from.
There's Paula Hitler, like some of the descendants of Hitler.
Yeah, yeah, there's Hitler's in the UK.
And God love them.
They've kept the surname, Respect.
Like, because that's not easy.
Hitler, how are you spelling that?
You spell it exactly how I tell you, if you don't end up in a fucking death camp.
Clara was totally devoted to her husband and his children from the previous marriages, treating them as his own.
Four months after her marriage, she gave birth to a son, and then a girl, and another boy within two years.
All three died extremely young.
Yes, the lad, the lad himself, he's gone in hard with that haircut.
That was always there.
The moustache comes later.
But the hair do pretty much eerily early.
Like normally a baby don't have such a fertile scalp.
Yeah.
The signs were there, is what I'm saying.
The signs were there, is what I'm saying.
On April 20th, 1889, however, she gave birth to a boy that would change the world forever.
The most famous man of the 20th century.
I don't think he is Anne, but I think he likes Hitler.
That's what I'm picking up.
He's giving it a boy that would change the world forever.
A plucky little lad, lovely mop of hair.
He's the first of the Beatles.
In my way, I call him the fifth Beatle.
Adolf Ringo Hitler.
I can sense admiration.
Yeah, I mean, if you remove all the bad things people do, they're probably...
If you think about it, aside from the genocide, what you've got there is a bloody good leader and a damn fine artist and a nice little vegetarian who loved his dog Blondie.
Hitler, everyone, a round of applause.
No, we're not clapping.
Oh, okay.
Nine, however, she gave birth to a boy that would change the business.
Everyone says they could kill this one as a baby, don't they?
Yeah, you could never kill him as a baby.
No way.
If I saw that bowler plucky guy, I'd go, come on, mate, you're alright.
Don't do it again, though.
If I give you another chance, you promise me no genocides and do not start that war on the Eastern Front.
That's what I will...
I'll just give you some strategic advice.
The Russians, they don't play.
Nine, however, she gave birth to a boy that would change the world forever...
The most famous man of the 20th century.
In the registry, he was entered as Adolphus Hitler.
According to Clara, Adolph was a sick baby and she understandably always lived in fear of losing him too.
As a result, she lavished love and attention on him, effectively spoiling him.
Most of the time, it was the I think you'd have to kill the father.
That would be the goal.
Kill the father.
Go back, kill the father.
Go back, kill the dad.
Leave the mum alone.
Or maybe go back, shave the dad's moustache.
He's so embarrassed by that.
Shame him.
Yeah.
No, eliminate the bloodline.
Make him all alone.
No, not the bloodline, Luke.
Give him a chance.
And poor old Paula Hitler of Liverpool.
She's taken out.
She's not done anything wrong.
You're actually, ironically, being a bit racist and genocidal.
Scatchy.
As a result, she lavished love and attention on him, effectively spoiling him.
Most of the time, it was the two of them together.
Alice Hitler spent more time at work or his hobby, beekeeping, than at home.
More time at work or his hobby, beekeeping, than at home.
Supposedly, he also stopped his sexual adventures around this time.
When beekeeping with Hitler and trancing his early sexual adventures.
He don't look like you shouldn't still have this still up because I don't see that little guy having sexual adventures.
I mean, look at him, he's as innocent as the day.
I'm surprised he could keep the bees.
When Adolf was free, the family moved to Passau on the gym and side of the river when Adolf.
Yeah, I think he's I think the dad's still going port to port.
Yeah, yeah, I agree with you.
I think you slott should consider more carefully Jake's idea.
Time travel back, kill the dad.
Adolf Hitler grows up, he's a perfectly lovely young man.
Oh, yeah.
When Adolf was free, the family moved to Passau on the German side of the river when Alois was promoted.
These years in Germany would have a long-lasting effect on Hitler, as later events showed.
It was not until Hitler was aged five that Clara had her next child, Edmund.
Hitler became a free man essentially after this.
His father was sent to Linz and his mother was besieged a new baby.
Life was much different then and he was free to roam endlessly, even at that young age.
He spent hours wandering around the area, playing with the other children.
For a year, this was Hitler's life.
When that year was up though, the family moved once again, this time to a small farming community 30 miles from Linz.
Hitler remained fairly separated from his mother though as he was enrolled at a prime statement.
Wouldn't want a Jew to go back and kill Hitler's dad though, would you?
His father also retired around the same time.
Well, if we're gonna if we make great time travel and then we send someone back to kill Hitler's dad, I'm sure a bunch of Jews will be lining up for the opportunity.
But then Hitler would be like, a Jew killed my dad, and oh no, hang on, it's the paradox.
I don't get the paradox.
Time travel is difficult.
Yeah, absolutely.
Look, there's other options.
There's other options.
Princess Diana, the dad and the mom.
And it's done.
Yeah, the paparazzi file.
Cut off the cameras.
No.
No.
No conspiracy.
I think you go for the latest possible moment.
At this point, the young Hitler could grow up to be anything.
You know, like he could have been a beekeeper.
It's the dad's fault.
It's always the dad's fault.
It's Alois.
At the same time.
Both his father and the school were incredibly strict, quite the contrast of the previous year of freely wandering around.
The head teacher of the school remembers Adolf as mentally very much alert, obedient, but lively, and that he kept the contents of his school bags in exemplary order.
There you go, not all bad.
School bag, are you looking there?
Pencil case, sandwiches, all lovely.
Occasional little bee comes out.
Good lad.
So there you have it.
People don't talk about his school bag and what exemplary condition it is.
Very keen to draw attention to Dachau, Spandal, Auschwitz.
Not enough attention spent on that little rucksack.
All nice, the pockets all full.
Never, not like when you go bottom motor, like, remember your school bag, that smell?
I once kept some sandwiches so long, they became dirt.
Like, I didn't, you know, like, you don't eat your sandwiches.
Your mum's like, did you eat them sandwiches?
No.
Did you eat the penguin?
You better believe it.
Did you eat the Watses, Cheetos in your country?
You better believe it.
Did you eat that sandwich?
No.
No way, mum.
I didn't eat it.
Banana sandwiches?
You insane?
You didn't even slice the bananas?
You just mash them up like that?
Of course I've not ate it.
Of course I've not ate it.
I'm furious.
I will have my revenge.
I will never again be made to eat the bananas all smooshed up.
They came dirt in the end.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
It makes sense.
Language holds the code.
Adolph himself recorded in Mein Kampf that it was at this time that the first ideals took shape in my breast.
For the rest of this unbiased look at Hitler, you're gonna have to get off of YouTube, which is ironically a pretty Nazi place to be hanging out anyway, by the way, and join us on Rumble.
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All the playing about in the open, the long walk to school, and particularly my association with extremely husky boys, which caused my mother bitter anguish, made me husky boys.
That's interesting.
This is interesting stuff.
This is in Mein Camp.
covers all this.
...with extremely husky boys, which caused my mother bitter anguish, made me the very opposite of a stay at home.
Adolf's father didn't enjoy his life in retirement and was not a skilled farmer.
In 1896, another Hitler was born, Paola.
He began drinking.
He began drinking more and took out his anger on his namesake, Alois Jr., from the previous marriage.
He would ruthlessly beat the boy, one time holding him against a tree by the back of his neck until he lost consciousness.
He was also quoted as beating the family dog until it would cringe and whip the floor.
Maybe explaining Hitler's later love for animals, and especially dogs.
One of the first laws the future Chancellor would pass, weeks after coming into office, would be one on animal testing and cruelty.
Apparently, Adolf was whipped also, but not as often.
Clara, his wife, also got it.
Life sounded awful for those living under Alois' oppressive regime at home.
Aloys Jr. followed in the footsteps of his father.
He ran away at the age of 14.
Soon after, the family moved again.
They moved to Lambach, not far from their current farm, which Aloys had just sold.
Adolph enjoyed the new school he was enrolled in, and supposedly had excellent grades.
He enrolled in the school choir at the monastery, and classmates recalled that he had a great singing voice.
For the first time, he saw the swastika on the stone arch of the monastery, their coat of arms.
He recalls being intoxicated with that solemn splendour of brilliant church festivals.
He idolised the clergy and had designs to join the church himself.
One quote describing Adolf at the time goes, As a small boy, it was his most ardent wish to become a priest.
He often borrowed the large kitchen apron of the maid, draped it around his shoulders, climbed on a kitchen chair and delivered long and fervent sermons.
His mother was a devout.
This is actually quite dense with info at this point, isn't it?
There's quite a lot there.
It's pretty wild how you can see that split.
I mean, painter, priest.
Yeah.
This is that swastika on the archway.
He's getting dressed up in an apron.
He's giving long sermons.
He's, I would say, very much the signature of a Nazi is starting to emerge out of this.
Could have gone so many ways.
Could have been a beekeeper.
Should have killed the dad.
It's the dad.
that's the issue and delivered long and fervent sermons his mother was a devout catholic and clearly would have supported these designs had he gone through with it *music* The family now lived on the second floor of a large house connected to a- This guy, I mean, it's really interesting materials that are being used.
Who's this Mexican Zapatista dude that's cropped up?
The family now lived on the second floor of a large house connected to a mill.
This was the best location possible for his favourite childhood game, Cowboys and Indians.
The family who owned the mill said Adolf was a little rogue, rarely at home, but always Where something was happening, usually as the leader in raids on pear trees or other pranks.
Whenever he came home, his clothes were always torn, and his skin covered in scratches and bruises.
Alois, though, again, didn't like this place.
He moved the family once more.
They never seemed to settle anywhere long.
They moved yet again to a village on the outskirts of Linz.
With Alois Jr. gone, Adolf now bore the brunt of his father's rage.
Paola Hitler recalled that it was Hitler who challenged my father to extreme harshness and who got his sound freshing every day.
He was a scrubby little rogue, and all attempts of his father to trash him for his rudeness and to cause him to love the profession of an official of the state were in vain.
How often, on the other hand, did my mother caress him and try to obtain with her kindness where the father could not succeed with harshness?
Eventually, I don't you guys not seeing their boys from Brazil that movie.
It's Gregory Peck No.
And Olivier, actually, Lawrence Olivier.
And like the boys from Brazil is after the Nazis have fled to South America, there's an attempt to clone a bunch of Hitlers.
To make sure that we get at least one new Hitler, there's a crop.
And the Hitlers are all sort of outsourced, you know, for an adoption agency.
And they look for, they try their best to recreate the conditions.
Like they want an older mother and a younger father.
They want an officious, bullying dad and a doting mother.
And then you go, like then, like Laurence Olivier plays like a sort of a Jewish guy who's like, I can't have this happening again, not after last time.
I'm going to go around and eliminate these little baby, these youthful Hitlers.
So instead of the time travel motif, it's contemporary Hitlers and Laurence Olivier is hunting them down and knocking them out.
He encounters them and it turns out they are right little boy.
Actually, did I dream this?
Because this sounds like a crazy movie.
That's a movie?
It's a movie.
It is real.
It is real.
Anyway, the little Hitlers are, I've got to tell you, they're not very nice.
Even the little boy ones, they all look exactly like that.
And one of them gets Lawrence Olivier, traps him, and bullies him a bit.
What was it called?
Boys from Brazil.
Which is again, because they are from Brazil, these little lads.
Like little American Hitlers, little Hitlers from around the world with accents.
That is a lot of fun.
Honestly, Isaac, we see if you can find the trailer on YouTube.
Little Hitler's.
Boys from Brazil.
Boys from Brazil.
I know it's a confusing title because you'd think that was going to be about like sort of Pele or something.
But it ain't.
He's right.
It's 1978.
Likon, put the trailer up.
Have a look.
Let's have a look at this.
They made that movie these days.
Look, look at the trailer.
See that first one?
It's good stuff, man.
I can't imagine this is a real movie.
It is.
Boys from Brazil.
Laurence Olivier, Gregory Peck.
And Gregory Peck, he's like the dude that's behind the project and he's bang into it.
He's like convinced that what you need is another Hitler.
He won't be swayed on the subject.
Laurence Olivier, on the other hand, he's part of an activist group that wants to hunt down and kill all like sort of surviving Nazis.
Like, you know, those ones that are meant to be in Argentina or Brazil and all that stuff.
So it's pretty good stuff, as I recall.
I watched it as a little kid, so amazing.
I love that.
I was always watching shit like that.
It was just a little Saturday morning.
Check that out.
See what's going on.
Did you hear of the British sitcom Heil Honey I'm Home?
Did you ever hear about that one?
Yes, it was like Hitler as a sort of a regular dad.
Heil Honey I'm Home is a British sitcom written by Jeff Atkinson and produced in 1990, which cancelled after one episode.
No surprises.
Centres on Adolf Hitler and Eva Braun, who lived next door to a Jewish couple, Amy and Rosa Goldstein.
The show spoofs elements of mid-20th century American sitcoms that was driven by Hitler's inability to get along with his name.
I actually, when Jeff Gartner produced the show that I made, my show, when I had a bath with a homeless dude, wanked off a guy, all of these things that I did.
You maybe don't even know about that.
When I was still on drugs, I made a TV show called Rebrand in which I lived with a prostitute, wanked off a man, hung out of this Nazi lad called Mark Collette, who's an English name.
I had a bath with a homeless man.
It was a weird time.
It was a weird time.
And that was produced by Jeff Atkinson, who I actually, that's probably why I've heard of Heil Honey, I'm Home.
Like, that's one of those things where someone's come up with a title and then made the show, innit?
Like, that would be Hell Honey, I'm Home.
No, don't bother asking me.
No, keep going.
Keep going.
Push on.
You don't need to make Heil Honey, I'm Home.
Anyway, here's their trailer for Boys from Brazil, Gregory Peck, Lawrence Olivier.
Let's see how they render the concept in this.
It's shown how one man with a dream can turn the world into a nightmare.
Can history repeat itself?
The boys from Brazil starts where that nightmare left off.
But for the dream to live again, 94 men must die.
Prince Peck is the architect of that dream.
Lawrence Olivier is the man who must destroy it.
Before it destroys the world.
He betrayed you!
He betrayed the IANA!
They're focusing a lot on that dog.
What is the dog?
Is he?
That's the same clip.
It's the same footage of the dog they used at the beginning.
They just reused it.
I've seen the film, and this trailer is very misleading.
What they should have had is much more little boy Hitler's, because that's where the money is.
Yeah, do they get to the little boys?
Does the dog eat the little what that is from, spoiler alert, is that towards the end, when Laurence Olivier's sort of started to work out what the hell's going on, like he's cloning little boy Hitler's, maybe that's like me to be some sort of little surprise for you, like when you're watching the film.
Oh, wow, they're making little boy Hitler's.
You've got to admit that.
It's called Boys for Brazil.
You can't hold that detail back.
One of the little boy Hitlers is a particular little shit.
He gets Larry Olivier around his house and sets the dogs on him.
And he's actually really getting off on it.
And you can tell it's a bit anti-Semitic.
Like even the little Hitler has got inbred anti-Semitism.
I feel like I can remember him sort of eating a sandwich and watching as Lawrence Olivier's going, Would you mind helping?
This dog's killing me.
And that's the dog.
And the boy's going, No, I don't think I care.
No, he's American actually.
He's like, No, buddy, you shouldn't have gotten involved, man.
Listen, you've fucked with the wrong N-word, man.
I'm going to mess you up, bro.
He's like that.
And that little dog is not that vicious dog.
That's Hitler's dog.
Or little boy Hitler.
And he's called, none of them are called Hitler.
They're all got regular names.
Reminds me of the Holy Mountain trailer.
Very discombobulated, like...
I think it's called Bobby, Little Bobby Hitler.
I want to see the ending because it's just like, Boys from Brazil.
Boys from Brazil.
We cannot tell you who the boys from Brazil are, only that they are not science fiction.
Thirty years the world has forgotten, and you persist and persist!
You're not at guards now, madame!
You are prisoner!
The time is the present.
The people exist.
The threat is real.
My time!
Your operation has been cancelled.
No!
Your operation has been cancelled.
Your operation has been cancelled.
No!
Everyone's really, you can see that Gregory Peck has really been influenced by Hitler there, kind of.
He's gotten a lot of that snarl.
It's like the same different scenes of doing the same thing.
Tackle this guy.
Now this one.
Tackle this guy.
Push him over a dam.
Push him into a tree.
Crash those vegetables.
That's the boys from Brazil.
So sadly, you don't get to see any little boys.
It did even in the trailer say, you can't know who these boys from Brazil are.
Yeah.
This is something you'll have to hand over your admission price for.
I love that none of it makes sense.
It's like, the time is now.
The people are real.
Yeah, I was going to say.
The time is now.
The now.
Yeah, he goes, the time is present.
The people are real.
That's the most underwhelming narration I've ever heard in my life.
You thought I did it.
You did it.
I did it.
It is underwhelming.
It was so good.
What a beautifully written.
We need to do an unbiased look at Russell Brand's upbringing because you watched this as a kid and you were just like, I want to go to Hollywood.
Hey, I could be one of those guys.
I could do that.
Wait a minute, this don't make sense.
Who can I mean?
Okay, let's get back to little the genuine real deal.
OG, little old Hitler, an unbiased look.
With harshness.
Eventually, Adolf decided to follow in his brother's footsteps and run away from home.
Somehow though, his father found out and Adolf was locked in his room.
That night, Adolf tried to squeeze through the barred window and escape.
He couldn't quite fit though, so he took off his clothes and tried again.
His father heard and charged upstairs, and Adolf was only able to grab a tablecloth to cover himself.
Alloy came in and burst out laughing and shouted to Clara to come and look at the toga boy.
Apparently it took Adolf a long time to get over this embarrassing episode.
Adolf found a new way of co-ga boy!
It's really a lot of detail in particular stories.
Like his clothes, so he put a bit of ointment on himself that made him battery and lubricated, so he put a toga on.
Like incredible detail.
I mean what's the sources for that?
Do you suppose?
And although his dad was a dictator, he could still make good jokes.
He was quite a good guy underneath it all.
He wasn't a bad chap.
Adolf found a new way of coping with the brutal regime that his father ran in the Hitler household.
He read in an adventure novel that it was courageous to show no pain.
Adolf said, I then resolved never again to cry when my father whipped me.
A few days later, I had the opportunity of putting my will to the test.
My mother, frightened, took refuge in front of the door.
You can't call this an unbiased look at Hitler and then have as your key content provider Hitler.
Then it does.
Like Hitler is probably one of the most biased sources you could go to for a biography of Hitler.
And it's still like all underscored by war footage.
So that's what makes it even...
Yeah, where's this all going to lead?
This guy in a toga buttering himself up and squeezing through the cracks.
Then he said, I'm not going to show any pain.
He had the opportunity to do that a few days.
Yeah, it's all tanks coming out.
It's really extraordinary.
I tell you what it is, is the sort of consequences and impact of Hitler's life are so sort of seismic and defining and sort of it's where sort of world history gets into a sort of kind of very mythic dynamic.
It's like Lord of the Rings or something.
So like when you hear Hitler just talked about as a normal guy and like the Hitler household had its fair share of problems.
Daddy Hitler was a plucky outsider.
My mother was a, like, it sounds like that Cher song, Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves.
Yeah.
My father was in a traveling show.
My mum used to dance for the money they'd throw.
Like it's sort of absurd.
And there's a guy, Edmund Hitler.
What's he doing?
Edmund Hitler was just in the confectionery business.
He had an ice cream truck in the outskirts of Vienna.
Like it's sort of like everything with the word Hitler attached to it.
too much.
Around the turn of the century in Germany and Austria, Western novels were hugely popular with young people.
Adolf's Tales of noble Indians and rough and tough cowboys on the frontier fascinated his classmates.
Despite him never having been there, he seemed like a man of the world.
In playtime, he would always have to be the cowboy.
Adolph was totally obsessed with these novels.
Could I be the cowboy this week?
No.
I will once again be the cowboy.
It's really like as well.
He could recreate these scenes from memory.
He would choose everything.
I suppose everything seems of extraordinary significance because of the extraordinarily significant subsequent events.
I'm waiting for it to turn.
You know?
Yeah, at the moment, he's just a pretty regular.
He's the cowboys.
He loves to paint.
He thought he was a priest.
He's very bad.
It's all pretty normal.
Cool, cool.
So far, so clear.
It's like, no, I've had enough.
Adolph was totally obsessed with these novels.
He would stage violent reenactments and would recruit older boys and even girls.
Maybe that was a joke.
Violent reenactments.
Not just peaceful little reenactments.
Violent ones.
Adolph was totally obsessed with these novels.
He would stage violent reenactments and would recruit older boys and even girls to join in.
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Another obsession of Hitler's was the Franco-Prussian War.
To us, that seems like an ancient war compared to World War II, but that war was far closer to Hitler than the Second World War is to us on the timeline.
This was part of the German national story, a gigantic flawless victory over the ancient enemy, France, and interest was still high in the war 30 years later.
Hitler said, It was not long before the great historic struggle had become my greatest inner experience.
From then on, I became more and more enthusiastic about everything that was in any way connected with war, or, for that matter, with soldiering.
When the Boer War broke out, Hitler was fascinated by the struggle of the Boers and would lead his friends in reenactments of this war also.
When his father would send him out for tobacco, Adolf would be out far longer, busy playing as the Boers, only for his father to be furiously angry when he returned.
That same year, Adolf's brother, Edmund, died at the age of six, causing immense agony for his mother.
Ah, it's starting to turn.
Edmund's died.
It's taken too long to get back with the facts.
Hmm, but that's peace.
He's playing with his balls.
What did he say?
What is he playing?
Oh, the balls.
He's playing with a meta.
Where are you with my tobaccos?
Five, three enacting Saborvo.
Saborvo, you get in here.
It's another lash.
You'll never do it again.
I won't cry.
I shall silently count the lashes.
...for his mother, and Adolf was the one left to carry on the family name.
His father would try pushing his career on Adolf, and he no- Carry on the family name.
It's weird, isn't it?
Because that's just the sort of an inadvertent consequence.
Like, it's not like you are not actively.
Yeah, you don't have a choice.
Right, okay, well, I probably should try and take over Germany.
His father would try pushing his career on Adolf, and he nodded along and agreed with him, but in reality, he only ever wanted to be an artist.
He kept this plan to himself.
That's not the right music for reclusive team.
That's like, that's a teen who's getting amongst it.
Yeah.
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da.
Ha-ha.
I actually really like these chapter headings a lot.
And I'd like to go to an exhibition just of that.
Just like Reclusive Team.
Remember the one that when he was a little boy?
It went on for ages.
Yeah.
I'm just upset that they're all white.
It's so racist.
Yeah, racist.
Hold on.
Hold on.
Full throw back.
Third in.
He's as maybe just a little dirty.
Hitler, look at Hitler.
Right at the top centre.
I run this little blit.
Look at him.
He's got himself right.
That's no doubt.
That's Hitler, innit?
Him.
Top centre.
Oh, yeah.
I mean, I don't even know how he's got up there.
is levitating.
In 1900, Adolf set off to Linz, where the nearest Realschule was located, a kind of school which focuses on preparing the student for university and specialises in classical education.
He struggled almost immediately.
This wasn't the small country schools he was used to, and he was no longer top of his class, the most talented, or the leader, like he had been before.
There was very little one-on-one learning with the teacher at such a big institution.
Hitler retreated into his shell, like many shy children do, and showed a considerable lack of interest in his work.
Over time though, he improved.
One classmate described him in this quote, He had guts, but wasn't a hothead, but really more amenable than a good many.
He exhibited two extremes of character, which are not often seen in unison.
He was a quiet fanatic.
Eventually, after school, he found a new gang to lead.
After school, they would go and play as Cowboys and Indians by the river.
He would subject this new group to speeches about the Boer War, and he would draw sketches of the brave Boers who he viewed as heroes.
Apparently, he even talked of enlisting in their army to the amusement of his friends.
Hitler also massively admired Bismarck, who it was a crime to possess a picture of at those times in Austria.
They were forbidden from singing German nationalist hymns, and the like also, but did anyway.
The youth of Austria wished to be united with their ethnic brothers.
Many suggest that Hitler being especially into Germany was due to his father being a huge supporter of the Habsburg regime, and this was a kind of rebellion.
At the age of 12, he would watch his first Wagnerian opera at the Linz Opera House.
He was totally captivated by it, and during his years as a young adult in Vienna, he would frequently attend the opera.
Ah, the operas.
That's gotten him.
That's got his blood up.
All that.
Wagner.
He's like, Bismarck, opera.
It's all sort of coming together.
I mean, the thing is, of course, it's very difficult.
Like, an unbiased look at Hitler would have to be you don't know who the person is or what they're going to do.
And you just go, right, we're just going to tell you some details about someone.
Their father's a customs official.
Okay.
He's into Bismarck.
Got it.
Likes the opera.
Cowboys and Indians.
Like, the thing is, is it's impossible to have an unbiased look at Hitler because of the impact.
Yeah.
We already know what he did.
We know where this is going.
Like, it's not like you're on edgy.
It's like the film Titanic, innit, really.
You sort of, we know what's going on.
You can't, like, get too caught up in Leonardo DiCaprio painting Kate.
What's her face?
Good scene.
Great bit.
All fogged up thing on that.
Don't you see your hand?
A young adult in Vienna, he would frequently attend the opera.
That year, he was much more successful at school.
Life took a downwards turn for the Hitlers soon, though, as Adolf's father would have.
A downward turn for the Hitlers.
Life took a downwards turn for the Hitlers soon, though.
As Adolf's father would have looked Alois Aloha Hitler, Clara Hitler.
There's Jesus, like, well, I died for them as well.
They're included.
Their sins, forgiven.
That's what it takes.
Life took a downwards turn for the Hitlers soon, though.
Was Hitler Christian?
Is that little Hitler down underneath them?
Who's that down there underneath the thing?
Yeah, well, of course, he was Christian.
He loved the Lord.
Once got to say he played fast and loose with some of the tenets of Christianity.
But I believe he was Christian.
I think there's a lot of weird occultism going on with them Nazis.
Is that a picture of Hitler underneath that sort of quite contemporary image?
It's weird, isn't it?
They've got like a tombstone.
Where is this?
I mean, it's going to be somewhere in Austria, I suppose.
Isn't it?
It's like it's weird.
It's surprising that you're allowed to commemorate it in such a sort of mundane fashion.
Life took a downwards turn for the Hitlers soon though, as Adolf's father would on the 13th of January 1903 sit down at the dinner table and remark that he wasn't feeling very well.
Then a few minutes later, he died of a hemorrhage.
The family was left with a decent pension, and things were okay at first.
There was now no obstacle to Hitler chasing his dream of becoming an artist.
His mother was not up to the task of following in Alloy's footsteps and steering Hitler towards becoming a civil servant.
His mother's influence declined further when he moved to Linz to room with an old lady and five other schoolboys to save him the three mile walk to school every day.
He was always very polite and formal with everyone there, and he would spend nights staying up late studying and drawing on maps.
A true paradox gamer of his day.
His schooling that year was a total failure, and his exam results were miserable.
He was told yet to repeat a year unless he passed a special exam in the autumn.
His old joys of playing outside slowly came to an end, and he became more and more of a recluse, preferring drawing inside.
He did end up passing the exam though.
He was now in the third form, which was much harder than he was used to.
French was his hardest subject, and he would dismiss the subject as a total waste of time later on.
The only teacher that did manage to make an impression on Adolph though, was Leopold Poch, his history teacher.
Adolph was fascinated by his lectures on the ancient Teutons.
Hitler spoke of him in Mein Kampf saying, I think back with gentle emotion on this grey-haired man, who by the fire of his narratives sometimes made us forget the present, who, as if enchanted, transformed us into past times and out of the millennial veils of mist, molded dry historical memories into living reality.
On such occasions we sat there, often aflame with enthusiasm and sometimes even moved to tears.
Hitler's devotion to the Catholic faith waned as he became a nihilistic teen.
He was confirmed in May 1904.
Nihilistic subset of atheistic basis.
I saw you get excited when you saw he was Catholic, try to blame if he asked Jesus for forgiveness just before he blew him and his bird's head off.
Is he in heaven now is a question I want to put to Jake.
I don't know.
That's bloody convenient, innit?
No, I mean, I don't know.
Bloody convenient.
I didn't interpret things that way, man.
Russell Brown will not say whether Hitler is in heaven or not, headline on Monday.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
We don't want Hitler in heaven as a headline.
If Hitler asked, Jesus would forgive him.
I don't know if he did or not.
He absolutely forgot.
If the Jews killed Jesus, of course he's going to forgive him.
If the thief was on the cross, he actually did.
That is pretty wild.
Yeah, but a thief?
A thief is very different.
Are you comparing a thief to Hitler?
No.
Where's the threshold for you of six million Jews is probably a pretty dark rock?
Sorry, it's got too real.
Let's get back to.
Hey, Isaac, he's in hell, isn't he?
Come on.
I reckon he's in hell.
There we go.
We got all kinds of beliefs here.
Let's get back to Hitler.
And see, we can all communicate and talk to each other.
Yeah, lovingly and friendly.
That's amazing.
That's not what it was like around the Hitler family dining table after the sudden and unanticipated death of Alua.
Hitler said, I'm not feeling very well.
And a couple of minutes later, stone dead.
It wasn't so bad at first.
Hitler could pursue his dream of being an artist.
But then, look, the bloody Second World War.
1904, which was a total bore to him.
His sponsor describes Hitler at the time.
None was so sulky and surly as Adolf Hitler.
I had almost to drag the words out of him.
It was almost as though the whole business, the whole confirmation, was repugnant to him, as though he only went through with it with the greatest reluctance.
Hitler failed French that year, and he passed his makeup exam, but only on the condition that he not returned to the school for the last form.
He had to move once again.
Don't come back.
We're gonna pass you because I don't ever want to see you.
He had to move once again, this time to Steyer, 25 miles away.
He was equally as unhappy there, and would often skip school, going to ridiculous lengths to not do any of the schoolwork.
Once he turned up to class with a huge scarf and pretended to have lost his voice, it worked and he got sent home.
He dragged himself through the year and somehow my-There's the apron, there's the-there's a tablecloth, there's this scarf.
I still feel like we're missing something in this unbiased look.
It's basically like his dad died, then he goes off the deep end, is what they're saying.
It starts declining.
Well, I feel like he's saying that, you know, that the dad dying was a bit of a relief for us.
But that's where the decline started happening.
He was happy at first.
He was happy at first, but he was then.
He hates school.
He doesn't like to talk.
We'll pass you, but we don't want to see you again.
Yeah, we don't want to see you again.
I moved.
He hated the clouds.
He liked to dress up.
He loved cowboys and Indians.
He loved the boars.
He loved his balls.
Huge scarf and pretended to have lost his voice.
It worked and he got sent.
Look at the scarf!
Huge scarf and pretended to have lost his voice.
It worked and he got sent home.
He dragged himself through the year and somehow managed to get decent grades.
He was told that he could graduate if he completed a special exam in the autumn, like he had done to get past previous years.
His mother, meanwhile, had sold the family farm and moved to a rented flat in Linz.
During the time away from his mother, Hitler was no longer a boy, but the typical youth with messy hair, a very faint mustache and a bohemian look.
Hitler returned home to spend some time with his mother, then suffered a long infection which brought him and his mother even closer together, given how many of her children had been taken by illness before, but came out okay, and then returned to take his exam.
He passed and got drunk for the first time with his friends to celebrate.
He was awoken on the highway by a milkwoman.
He felt incredibly humiliated and vowed never to drink again, which he stuck to.
This was the only time Adolf Hitler ever got drunk.
Instead of doing the final exam for a diploma, despite just getting his certificate, Hitler tried and succeeded in getting out of it.
He used his illness as an excuse and persuaded his mother.
I think he's using Mein Kampf for a lot of this material.
Like who else has got this story about him being awoken on a highway by a milkwoman?
Yeah.
Like the milkwoman's not gonna have given that testimony.
That can only come from Hitler.
On bias from Hitler.
It should be Hitler in his own words.
Would be a more appropriate title.
In getting out of it, he used his illness as an excuse and persuaded his mother to let him stop his studies.
The concerned mother obliged.
Many say that Hitler lied about his ill health, but his sister says that it was absolutely real, and that he was plagued by coughs, especially on damp, foggy days.
Watching that milk woman tell her the story years later.
At 16 years old, seeing him on the news.
woman was in a key position where she could have intervened there.
The interviewer.
She sees what he's done and then she's like bloody hell that's that kid from years That was bloody Hitler.
You know, the guys do always.
I've never heard of a milkwoman ever before.
No.
Neither have I. I was thinking that.
That's how we know this.
Always a milkman.
He's a parallel universe.
Germany for you.
This is the drifter period.
At 16 years old, Adolf Hitler became a drifter, as he would remain.
I became one.
You can't become a drifter, like, it's not an official thing.
At 16 years old, Adolf Hitler became a drifter, as he would remain, for almost a decade.
He spent his time reading, drawing, and heading to museums and operas.
He wandered around Linz on his own, dreaming of the future in his head.
Late in 1905, he met his best friend, August Kubasek.
The two would be the best of friends for years to come, and would reunite after the Aunchlus after decades as if no time had passed at all.
Kubasek had a dream also, to be a woman.
Now, finally, we've got another source.
The Young Hitler I Knew, self-published.
A boyhood friend recounts growing up with the future Führer of the Fiederik, a one-of-a-kind insight into the psyche of the world's most infamous dictator.
Now, I think they're trying with this cover to not alienate people that are kind of down with Hitler, as well as people that might have a more circumspect and cynical view of the attitudes and positions of Adolf Hitler.
The picture doesn't help.
No.
It's difficult to feel affection for the surly youngster.
What I'm enjoying very much is the commentary.
He would go around imagining the future inside of his mind.
Like, it sort of uses a lot of interesting language.
I like the words that I feel like he says wrong, and so I can't understand it.
And that adds another comical element.
It's good content.
Kubasek had a dream also to be a world-famous musician.
The two complemented each other perfectly, the artist and the musician.
Kubasek says Hitler at the time was incredibly reserved and meticulously dressed.
He says, he was in remarkably pale, skinny youth, about my own age.
Hitler didn't like talking about himself and would also push the conversations the two had towards art and music.
They would attend the operas together almost every time there was one on and the arts were truly the glue of the friendship.
Eventually though, Hitler opened up and talked of his dreams of being an artist himself and gave passionate speeches about his dreams and ambitions.
Over time the relationship became almost hero worship from Kubasek towards Hitler.
He described Hitler's random speeches as like a roaring volcano and he was fascinated by the man.
The connection between Hitler's receptive audience here early on and the skill he would later show with his speeches and the way the audience would react doesn't really need explaining.
Kubasek says that he would stand gaping and passive forgetting to applaud.
They would sit on the beach together discussing the future while Adolf painted, read and sketched.
Somehow, Adolf always said the right things to Kubisek.
He said later, he always knew what I needed and what I wanted.
Sometimes I had a feeling that he was living my life as well as his own.
That's really interesting.
It's living my life as well as its own.
It's coming across, this is...
That picture looks like if the moon was a boy.
In this heartwarming tale, the moon takes on human form and lives as a boy, and in an unlikely turn befriends a plucky go-getter artist whose relationship with his father, in particular his father's moustache, may have horrifying consequences for Europe in the mid-20th century.
Oh, man, I just wanted to...
Oh, man.
This old moonboy, moonboy and Hitler, just living life.
And what I wanted.
Sometimes I had a feeling that he was living my life as well as his own.
During this period, Adolf's mother was also taken in by his visions of the future, allowing him to continue on his path rather than pushing him to learn a trade or something more stable.
In 1906, she allowed him to complete his childhood dream, a visit to Vienna, the home of art and music in Europe at the time.
He spent an entire month there taking in the sights.
He was totally enthralled by the place.
When he returned, he was even more passionate than ever about his dream of becoming a famous artist.
He talked to his best friend of his vision for the future for the two of them.
They would rent out the entire second floor of a large house across the Danube and work in the two rooms furthest apart so that Kubasek's music wouldn't be a distraction.
Adolf himself would furnish every room, create the murals and design the furniture.
Their apartment would be Moonboy's not contributing to this flat share.
He's not a good roommate.
He's there, he's playing the music.
Hitler's doing all the interior design.
Murals and design the furniture.
Their apartment would become the headquarters for a circle of like-minded individuals.
The duo bought a lottery ticket to attempt to realise this dream and discussed how they'd spend the winnings.
Obviously, they didn't win.
Adolph's mood, like most teenagers.
And that's where it went wrong.
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Adolph's mood, like most teenagers, bounded between grand visions of the future and sinking depression.
This was brought more towards the latter, though, when his mother became sick.
And turned into, inexplicably, this gentleman who wouldn't dot his cigarette.
When his mother became sick.
On the 14th of January, Clara Hitler called on a Dr. Edward Blotch, who it is worth noting, given we're talking about Adolf Hitler, was Jewish.
He was known locally as the poor people's doctor.
She was suffering from incredible chest pain, and it turned out that she had breast cancer.
The doctor didn't tell Clara all the bad news, but called Adolf and his sister, Paula, and told them that their mother was gravely ill.
News that would massively change any teenage boy.
Bloch told them that it was very unlikely she would live, and the only slight chance of her making it would be surgery.
Tears flowed from Hitler's eyes as the doctor explained this to him.
Clara risked the operation at a Catholic hospital in Linz on January 17th.
One of her breasts was removed and she spent weeks recovering.
Some sources talk of Hitler falling in love around this time.
The stories sound a little ridiculous and far-fetched, but I'll say them nonetheless.
Just take them with a grain of salt.
One talks of an encounter in a barn where a girl was milking a cow and then when she showed no willingness to go further, Adolf ran off, knocking over a pot of milk.
This is weird stories, man.
Further.
That's where the milk...
There's the single breast removed.
There's the milk getting spilled.
It's in a sense, I think, archetypal themes about female nurture are rearing their heads in their unbiased tale of Adolf Hitler.
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