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C.R. McKee Says How to Train Your Dragon: Hidden World is a little gem to round off the series

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Australia is well known for just dangling on here at the end of the world, we tend to get everything after the US so imagine my surprise when I found out we were getting How to Train your Dragon 2, months before the US. But don’t worry, it’s worth the wait.

Hiccup (Jay Baruchel) and his beloved Nightfury, Toothless, are back in the final instalment of the How to Train your Dragon trilogy and they give it the perfect send off in my opinion. Cressida Cowell’s 2003 book series originally leaped onto the big screen almost a decade ago and has delighted kids of all ages since (and I’m obviously including myself in that bracket).  Hiccup, Astrid and the Viking town of Berk have seen their fair share of dragon related drama and the third movie in the franchise is no different.  

Hiccup is now the Chief of Berk and is facing a new foe in Grimmel (F. Murray Abraham), a legendary hunter who has almost single-handedly wiped out the Nightfuries. Grimmel, in league with a band of dragon trappers have their sights set on Toothless and the dragons of Berk. Grimmel attempts to use a Lightfury (a female Nightfury) to draw Toothless away from Berk and into his clutches. The scenes introducing the Lightfury to Toothless are perfect, awkward, hilarious and heart-warming. The resonating story of fury love, a little loss and learning to grow is echoed by Hiccup and Astrid, who are now trying to figure out their place in the world as a couple.

In a last-ditch hope to save their home from Grimmel and his band of acidic dragon killers, Hiccup and the Berk population set out to find a mythological Dragon utopia called the Hidden World. The result is a cat-and mouse tale that is truly brought to life by stunning animation and John Powell’s beautiful score.

I have been a How to Train Your Dragon fan since the books and I can say that I’m happy with the finale. There were a few scenes that left me breathless and grinning maniacally, and if I was the type of person who cried at kid’s movies, I would be prepared with a box of tissues. But I’m not and all the crumpled-up Kleenex surrounding my cinema seat were there when I arrived, I swear.

The Verdict – 4 out of 5 stars