SOC Tetsujin 28: Here's A Robot With Some Charm And A Pot Belly

Today we've got Tetsujin 28, that name might sound familiar if you read my review of the GX-44s Tetsujin Vs Black OX. I didn't try and mask my disappointment with that set, and it's what prompted me to go out and buy this version. Whereas the other one I reviewed is a modern reimagining of the world's first giant robot, this is the original design.

Really, there's not a whole lot to say about this figure, he's got a goodly amount of articulation, and some accessories. The real draw with this figure is the extreme retro design.

Okay, so on the short list of accessories, we've got a rocket pack, with a removable housing.

The arms are held on by a simple magnet system, which makes it easy to swap one out for the included broken limb.

Tetsujin is one of the few SOC toys to have a battery powered gimmick. If you flip the switch on his back, his eyes light up yellow, it doesn't show up very well in the photographs, unless you have a more sophisticated technique than yours truly.

If you place a magnet in the right spot on his belly, his eyes will change color to red, this can be accomplished with the remote control prop that's included.

The last accessory that the big guy comes with is the little kid that controls him, Shotaro, via the remote, in the same scale as the main figure.

Tetsujin has a nice stand, with his name in Japanese, and SOC number designation, it's got a place for everything, and even includes a stand that locks into the bottom of the jetpack, although in my experience, he doesn't need the extra support. He's surprisingly steady, since you'd think he'd be very top heavy.

Bottom line, I feel silly for liking this figure as much as I do, since there's not really anything to it, and he looks kind of silly. The silliness really works in it's favor though, giving it that nostalgic charm.

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