It's a Pixar original after more than two years without one. I wanted very badly to like this film. I promise, I did. But I found this to be disturbingly formulaic, from a studio that excels at never feeling formulaic.

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Because who doesn’t love a movie all about whether or not a guy can achieve the ultimate goal: proving his horse can have sex with other horses to create an all-American breed?

The story of how that racist guy who says “I’m not racist, I have a black friend” met his black friend.

"How did it feel, strapping that thing to your back and flying like a bat out of hell?"

"Well, it's the closest I'll ever get to heaven, Mr. Hughes."

What an exciting, uncynical, legitimately fun this movie still is, 22 years after the fact.