Marcel Winatschek

The Anime Germany Had No Business Making

A German anime series. The phrase alone sounds like a setup. Going in, I was fully prepared to be condescending about Fast Heroes Sixty—some well-meaning regional production with delusions of Toei Animation, probably made by people who own too many figures and not enough self-awareness. I was wrong.

The premise: Pit Block, a pizza baker, along with his colleagues Croissant and Rino Welka, stumbles into supernatural territory through a series of escalating absurdities. That description makes it sound more coherent than it is. Fast Heroes Sixty compresses what a normal anime episode would stretch across twenty-five minutes into a handful of frantic, whiplashing minutes—no filler, no pauses, no breathing room. Twists arrive every few seconds. By the end you’re sitting there blinking, trying to reconstruct whether a naked, rotund version of Umino from Sailor Moon really just erotically licked a piece of cold pizza off his best friend’s ass while a sobbing Pikachu and a magically powered box with a sexy silhouette fought an android with absurdly oversized tits. He did. It happened. Move on.

The whole thing is a tribute to nineties anime from the inside—not condescending pastiche but genuine love for an era when logic was decorative and the real point was magical girls in short skirts delivering earnest speeches about love while the fate of everything hung on their accessories. Fast Heroes Sixty understands that specific delirium and then dials every knob past its limit.

The casting choice that seals it: Sabine Bohlmann, the original German voice of Sailor Moon herself, plays Croissant—a power blonde who, while delivering a pizza to a monastery, receives mysterious magical abilities instead of a tip and must now battle unspeakable forces. The circle closes on itself beautifully. If you grew up in the nineties getting quietly, inexplicably aroused by Sailor Moon’s bright, wavering voice and told yourself that was a perfectly normal response, this show will excavate something from the back of your brain you thought you’d safely buried.

Season two is out now. You can catch it at the end of episodes of Game Two on Rocketbeans TV, which is exactly the right delivery context—you’re already deep in nerd territory, and then this thing starts. If the premise hasn’t sold you, nothing will. But you’d be walking away from what might be the most specific, most committed anime homage ever produced outside Japan, made by people who love the source material enough to drag it gleefully through the gutter and hand it back covered in grease and grinning.