Norm of the North: King Sized Adventure is admittedly the best of the three films. It actually has a linear structure unlike its predecessor, and I think I chuckled once this time around. It's still a gigantic pile of polar bear crap, but it doesn't smell quite as bad as the previous piles of polar bear crap, so I'll take it. As far as second-tier animated films go, this isn't the worst I've seen. It's still completely awful and has virtually nothing redeeming about it, but it was slightly less painful than the other two so I'm feeling a little more lenient with this one. It's a terrible movie nonetheless, and yet another terrible movie in this seemingly neverending series. I can't wait for Norm of the North 46: Farting Lemmings in Space... Again.