Becky Soto

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Sep 12, 2026

I watched How to Train Your Dragon last night with a bowl of cereal that went soggy because I forgot to eat it, and I am still buzzing. This movie just grabs you by the collar and flies you around the island of Berk like it is nothing! Hiccup is this skinny little scrap of a Viking who keeps inventing contraptions that blow up in his face, and every single time the other kids laugh at him I catch myself laughing too even though I am rooting for the poor guy. His dad Stoick the Vast is pure mountain of a man, yelling about how a real Viking kills dragons before breakfast or whatever the line is, I always butcher it, something like "you are not a Viking until you have dragon blood on your boots!" Haha, close enough. The dragon-fighting school bits are pure gold. Gobber the blacksmith with the peg leg and the hook hand is out there barking instructions while the kids try not to die, and the sidekicks just kill me. Snotlout puffs his chest out like he is already chief, Fishlegs rattles off dragon facts like a walking encyclopedia that somehow still trips over his own feet, and the twins Ruffnut and Tuffnut are pure walking disasters who would set their own hair on fire just to see the color of the flame. I have such a soft spot for those absolute dopes. They are the reason the training montage never feels like homework. Every time one of them gets knocked on their rear I clap like an idiot in my living room! Then Hiccup actually brings down a Night Fury, which nobody has ever done, and he goes out there with his little knife ready to finish the job like a good Viking son. And he just... cannot. The way he looks at that black dragon all tangled in the ropes, and you can see the gears turning in his head that maybe this whole kill-or-be-killed thing is dumb. Naming him Toothless because the big scary teeth retract? Come on. That is the moment the movie locks in. Their friendship builds so quietly at first, just quiet nights in the cove where Hiccup brings fish and slowly figures out how the tail works. When they finally get airborne together I swear I stopped breathing. The clouds, the loops, the way Toothless does that little barrel-roll for pure joy? I have watched that sequence more times than I will admit and it still makes me yell at the screen like I am on the saddle too! Astrid finds out and she is furious in the best way, all braided hair and axes, but she is not some cartoon who suddenly knows everything. She has been training harder than anybody and she earns every bit of her skill. Their little night flight where she goes from "I am going to report you" to laughing her head off is perfect. No lectures, just two kids realizing the world is bigger than the stories their parents told them. Stoick finds out the hard way of course, and the disappointment on that giant bearded face actually hurts. Gerard Butler growling through that helmet is comedy and tragedy at the same time. "You have betrayed us all!" or however he phrased it, I always mess the exact words, but the feeling lands like a hammer. The big queen dragon under the mountain is pure nightmare fuel done right, and the final scramble with all the kids riding their own dragons finally working together made me cheer out loud. Even the dopes get their moment! Snotlout almost looks useful for half a second and I lost it. Hiccup loses the leg and the movie does not soft-pedal it. He wakes up, sees the prosthetic Gobber made him, and Toothless is right there nudging him like "get up we still have flying to do." I teared up, I am not ashamed. The new saddle with the foot peg, the way they take off together at the end while the whole village watches, Vikings and dragons sharing the sky... I sat there grinning like a fool with soggy cereal still in the bowl. This thing is funny, it is beautiful, it has heart without ever getting syrupy, and it treats its misfits and its muscle-heads like actual people. The animation still looks incredible all these years later, the flight scenes feel like you are really up there, and the score swells at exactly the right seconds. I walked away wanting to build my own mechanical tail fin in the garage which is ridiculous because I can barely hang a picture frame. But that is the spell this movie casts. It makes the dopey kid who never fits the mold feel like the most important person on the island, and it lets the big loud warriors learn something without turning them into jokes. Pure joy from start to finish. I already want to watch it again tomorrow and yell the wrong lines at the screen one more time!

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Becky Soto
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Sep 12, 2026
I watched How to Train Your Dragon last night with a bowl of cereal that went soggy because I forgot to eat it, and I am still buzzing. This movie just grabs you by the collar and flies you around the island of Berk like it is nothing! Hiccup is this skinny little scrap of a Viking who keeps inventing contraptions that blow up in his face, and every single time the other kids laugh at him I catch myself laughing too even though I am rooting for the poor guy. His dad Stoick the Vast is pure mountain of a man, yelling about how a real Viking kills dragons before breakfast or whatever the line is, I always butcher it, something like "you are not a Viking until you have dragon blood on your boots!" Haha, close enough. The dragon-fighting school bits are pure gold. Gobber the blacksmith with the peg leg and the hook hand is out there barking instructions while the kids try not to die, and the sidekicks just kill me. Snotlout puffs his chest out like he is already chief, Fishlegs rattles off dragon facts like a walking encyclopedia that somehow still trips over his own feet, and the twins Ruffnut and Tuffnut are pure walking disasters who would set their own hair on fire just to see the color of the flame. I have such a soft spot for those absolute dopes. They are the reason the training montage never feels like homework. Every time one of them gets knocked on their rear I clap like an idiot in my living room! Then Hiccup actually brings down a Night Fury, which nobody has ever done, and he goes out there with his little knife ready to finish the job like a good Viking son. And he just... cannot. The way he looks at that black dragon all tangled in the ropes, and you can see the gears turning in his head that maybe this whole kill-or-be-killed thing is dumb. Naming him Toothless because the big scary teeth retract? Come on. That is the moment the movie locks in. Their friendship builds so quietly at first, just quiet nights in the cove where Hiccup brings fish and slowly figures out how the tail works. When they finally get airborne together I swear I stopped breathing. The clouds, the loops, the way Toothless does that little barrel-roll for pure joy? I have watched that sequence more times than I will admit and it still makes me yell at the screen like I am on the saddle too! Astrid finds out and she is furious in the best way, all braided hair and axes, but she is not some cartoon who suddenly knows everything. She has been training harder than anybody and she earns every bit of her skill. Their little night flight where she goes from "I am going to report you" to laughing her head off is perfect. No lectures, just two kids realizing the world is bigger than the stories their parents told them. Stoick finds out the hard way of course, and the disappointment on that giant bearded face actually hurts. Gerard Butler growling through that helmet is comedy and tragedy at the same time. "You have betrayed us all!" or however he phrased it, I always mess the exact words, but the feeling lands like a hammer. The big queen dragon under the mountain is pure nightmare fuel done right, and the final scramble with all the kids riding their own dragons finally working together made me cheer out loud. Even the dopes get their moment! Snotlout almost looks useful for half a second and I lost it. Hiccup loses the leg and the movie does not soft-pedal it. He wakes up, sees the prosthetic Gobber made him, and Toothless is right there nudging him like "get up we still have flying to do." I teared up, I am not ashamed. The new saddle with the foot peg, the way they take off together at the end while the whole village watches, Vikings and dragons sharing the sky... I sat there grinning like a fool with soggy cereal still in the bowl. This thing is funny, it is beautiful, it has heart without ever getting syrupy, and it treats its misfits and its muscle-heads like actual people. The animation still looks incredible all these years later, the flight scenes feel like you are really up there, and the score swells at exactly the right seconds. I walked away wanting to build my own mechanical tail fin in the garage which is ridiculous because I can barely hang a picture frame. But that is the spell this movie casts. It makes the dopey kid who never fits the mold feel like the most important person on the island, and it lets the big loud warriors learn something without turning them into jokes. Pure joy from start to finish. I already want to watch it again tomorrow and yell the wrong lines at the screen one more time!
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