Ginga tetsudô Three-Nine

The animation isn't great, but it does have a certain charm. The design of the new world which is based on a very old one is striking. The story is intriguing, as it stars a little boy on a quest to avenge the death of his mother. During his journey he acts like a snotty little brat, but in the process helps a lot of people and they in turn help him.

The film is very long at over two hours and after half of it is gone, it seems as if the story is going to end soon, but it doesn't, it unfolds into different layers. However it remains fundamentally simplistic, abstracted in a way that it seems at the same time both naive and deep.

Common themes can be found in the plot, like the child avenging his mother, innocent love, machines that dehumanize, humans that do everything for their souls and so on, but each substory shows a different aspect of humanity so that in their simplicity, they all gather together to form a deeper meaning.

Bottom line: I don't regret seeing it. It is certainly a beauty for its time and it has an interesting story. I even recommend watching it.

This movie inspired my IMDB name, Meteru. This, for some reason, appealed to me. Every 3 years, I see an anime that I'm really, really mad about, and this time it's GE999. Be forewarned- this film is very seventies. Bellbottoms are involved. There is scruffy, just-at-the-nape-of-your-neck-but-not-long-enough-to-be-cool hair. Some of the voice acting in the English version is really corny, albeit Saffron Henderson makes a good little boy. And some people interpret this to be a "children's" movie. Ladies and germs, this is not a children's movie. It isn't exactly "Orgasm in Demon City", as there is no nudity nor blood and guts. Some ignorant fools believe blood, guts and boobies are essential ingredients to Japanese animation. Go fig. Instead, this is a beautiful animation about a space-going train called the 999. Passengers are promised mechanical bodies that are practically immortal.Pain is deadened, but so is pleasure and purpose.

And it's all up to young Tetsuro Hoshino to stop it. And he has to grow up, too. It has beauty, soul and a mind of its own, and that's more than most of us could say about the crap that's shoved down our throats these days. The End.

Fans of Matsumoto probably know him best from either his original mangas, or the mostly made-for-TV adaptations like "Space Battleship Yamato/Star Blazers" and "Captain Harlock." The man definitely had his own little enterprise there, with his own vision and style; for a while in the '70s he was arguable THE star creator of anime & manga (like Osama Tezuka before him, and Hayao Miyazaki after). I've never seen his stories in their original episodic TV form, just the impressive and emotional but maddeningly fragmented movie version of "Yamato" (edited down from an entire TV series into roughly two-odd hours). There is no such problem with "Galaxy Express 999," a feature film from 1979.

Besides a cohesive storyline--involving scrappy young Tetsuro Hoshino taking a trip on the eponymous spacegoing locomotive along with enigmatic lady-in black Maetel, and kicking some major mechanical butt along the way for his dead mother--the movie has all the trademarks of Matsumoto at his best: wonderfully slinky old-school character designs, fanciful details and settings, a stylized, distinctly "vintage-futuristic" flavor (rather than the grungy postmodern cyberpunk variety made popular by "Blade Runner" and, in anime, "Bubblegum Crisis"); Matsumoto's obsession with vintage terrestrial vehicles streaking through space (the 999 is an old-fashioned steam locomotive-turned-spaceship, the Yamato is a resurrected WWII Japanese battleship-turned spaceship...one wonders if Leiji ever considered a "Galactic Land-Yacht Edsel"); even Leijiverse regulars Captain Harlock, one of the coolest anime characters ever, and Queen Emeralda figure into the story. A scene where the good Captain forces a belligerent android to down a bottle of rust-inducing milk is a classic--I can hear Japanese movie audiences cheering.

Above everything else, "Galaxy Express 999" offers a kind of poetry in the imagery and the story, and an enormous reserve of humanity and unadulterated drama, that touches on very deeply embedded emotional buttons. Like the Yamato movies, I find myself feeling close to tears in several places. This is no empty thrill-ride anime where the mecha are the stars, but a bona-fide sci-fi drama featuring effectively "real people" with real concerns and intense feelings that radiate directly out to you--what the best anime are all about. See this one, definitely. The style (including that endearing '70s-rock end theme) may strike some younger otaku as quaint or even hard to deal with, but those who stay on the Galaxy Express 999 to the end of the line will be glad they did, experiencing a true anime classic, from a master of the genre, that has survived the test of time.

I was at my sister's apartment one night when I was around 14, and you know how it is when there is nothing on TV but you are bored so you keep flipping around, well this movie came on around 10 o'clock and I started watching it and although I wasn't able to follow what was going on exactly, I just could not turn it off. This movie was my first taste of Anime and it seems good Anime does that too you. I was deeply moved by Galaxy Express, to the point that I almost started crying towards the end. Quite a magical, imaginative movie. But yes, very very strange. I stayed up until two in the morning to see how it turned out.

My review was written in August 1982 after a Greenwich Village screening.

"Galaxy Express 999" is an attractive Japanese animated sci-fi feature dating from 1979. One of the many hits in the genre in its domestic market, film was picked up for U. S. distribution by Roger Corman's New World Pictures in 1980 but shelved after test bookings. Sporting an effective English-language soundtrack, pic deserves a second look, with tv usage a strong possibility.

Though the visual inspiration for "Galaxy Express" is from hit films such as "Star Wars", this episodic picture more closely resembles the format of Ray Bradbury's "The Martian Chronicles". Premise is to represent future concepts in familiar nostalgic forms. Thus the title refers to a vast space ship which looks to its passengers like a steam locomotive. Throughout the film, the visual mixture of the old-fashioned an high-tech creates comic juxtapositions.

Story concerns an orphan named Joey, who encounters a beautiful blonde (Matel) who looks like his mother, killed years before per flashback) in a "people hunt" by the evil Count Mecca. The young boy, styled with his dark hair covering one eye (Veronica Lake-style) is bent upon revenge, riding with Matel on the Express to search for Mecca's TIme Castle on some distant planet.

Stopovers en route bring him into contact with villains styled out of Westerns, pirate movies and other varied genres. After visiting the moon Titan circling around Saturn, duo visit the frozen planet Pluto, where humans' bodies are stored under the ice, after they have opted for immortality by taking machine bodies. The conflict between cyborgs (whose humanity is gradually draining away) and remaining human is the central theme, with the visuals making it understandable for younger viewers.

Working in a limited animation format, the chief drawback of which is limited movement (backgrounds are static and key characters move minimally), the film does boast beautifully colored elaborate designs. Once one gets used to the lack of fluid, full animation, the imaginative visuals are impressive. Characters are practically all human or humanoid, with the Japanese animators typically using Caucasian models (all the better to match the American voice dubbing). Oddest touches, besides the use of misspelled English words worked into the animated designs, are an Ed Wynn styled voice for the Express's kindly conductor, and giving John Wayne's voice and gait to a good guy named Capt. Warlock. Violence and semi-nudity account for the basically children's film receiving a PG rating.