Okay…so.  

My relationship with a lot of movies I watched as a little kid is messy.  Spirit being one of them.  On the one hand, I think I recall liking it quite a lot.  On the other hand, I watched it with my cousins, which is pretty much a knee-jerk hate response because my cousins took their mother and grandmother’s perspective on me.  There’s a lot of movies that fall into this category, or, alternatively, the category of “I was too fucked up to deal with this movie as a kid” like for example Spirited Away.  It’s a pretty benign movie that I inexplicably had screaming nightmares about.  All of these movies fall into the much larger category of ‘very vaguely recalled because they were casualties of memory repression.’

So…I guess the end result is: yeah, I watched it, but like…it’s complicated and I’ll probably rewatch it now that I’m an adult on the other side of some therapy and get a lot more out of it.  Sorry this got kind of weirdly personal rather than being a response to the movie.