Scenery, plot, actors, direction and happy ending are all above reproach in a story given a surprising moral depth.

Free Willy 3's grind through another imperilled big-fish story confirms that the franchise's ability to provide a whale of a time is long gone.

There is a majesty to whales that the second Willy movie trivialized. Part three returns to some of the human elements that made the first movie so good.

This calculatedly artless family picture is directed by the once promising Sam Pillsbury and raises the question as to why it is that New Zealand filmmakers make such dull, conventional movies when they go to the States.