I have a confession. I love How to Train Your Dragon. Possibly to an absurd degree. I loved the first movie so much my mother bought be all the books. There was only one set left at the bookstore. One of the clerks had been hoping to bring them home to her twelve-year-old instead, but my mother snagged them for me. I read them all in a week. The movie departed greatly from the books, but I didn’t care. I had a compulsive need to read them anyway.
Then I made my husband buy me the soundtrack. I love it. When I need to tune people out so I can write, I plug in my headphones and listen to How to Train Your Dragon on repeat. Then I found out there was going to be a stadium show! I was devastated that I might never get to see Toothless live, but due to a lucky week of unemployment, I got to see the show! It was amazing! I loved every minute of it! I didn’t care that the actors weren’t actually talking… or that we were the only adults there without a child. It was magical. My husband bought me a t-shirt.
The Gift of the Night Fury is now my favorite Christmas short. I watch it when it’s not even Christmas if I want to see Toothless and don’t have time for the whole movie. Or even if I just need a good cry.
And now that I am in the middle of Alaska where the nearest movie theatre is about a three hour drive, I was terrified I wouldn’t get to see How to Train Your Dragon 2 in theatres. But the fates made the employee shuttle run on my day off this week, and I got to see the movie in Imax 3D. I was so excited to see the movie I kept getting the quiet I cannot express myself jitters all week waiting for the bus to Fairbanks. Judge me, call me immature, say whatever you like, but the movie was amazing! I loved it even more than the first one. My husband not so jokingly suggested that we spend the night so I could see the movie again, and by George, I considered it.
Now you know. I am a full grown adult who loves How to Train Your Dragon. And Pluto. I might be a little ridiculous, but I am very happy.