The Iron Giant isn't scary - he's just very, very hungry . . .

It's not until he starts chomping on fence posts and tractors that he comes to the attention of the angry farmers - who trap him in a hole with the help of a little boy called Hogarth. He resurfaces again, upturning picnickers.

So Hogarth comes up with a plan - it turns out that the scrap yard, with its metal bedframes, broken down cars and old stovetops is the perfect home.