







Before this, my Miyazaki batting average was mixed. I adore My Neighbour Totoro, but a few others left me admiring from the sidelines. Castle in the Sky grabbed me early and didn’t let go.
It drops you into a world of mines, engines, and military swagger, then keeps upping the stakes without losing its sense of play. The action has real physical weight — falls, chases, fistfights, near-misses — and that stomach-flip vertigo you only get when the ground is basically optional.
What I loved most is the mix of wonder and menace. The air pirates bring chaotic charm, the kids stay stubbornly decent, and the film’s suspicion of power feels quietly pointed, especially once Muska starts treating Laputa like a trophy to be claimed and weaponised.
It’s not flawless — a few beats are a touch storybook — but the pace, scale, and heart are irresistible. This is the one that made Miyazaki click for me.
Despite eminating from the esteemed studio of Chibli this is a rather unsubtle contribution to their otherwise high standard of excellence in both story telling and execution. Constant over the top action sequences bash the viewer over the head, noisey and rude it lacks the charm of their usual produce. Too much for me I am afraid and overlong at 2 hours!
A crude baddies and goodies plot leave little room for character development that the studio is so admired for. The end result is low level buffoonery which feels like being in an amusement arcade. A dissapointment frankly.