I also saw the original Chucky movie when I was a kid at a slumber party. I spent a lot of time helping my friend's mom make popcorn.
Fast forward to my early 20s. A friend's 5yo found a Chucky doll at the thrift store. Oh, the poor baby's hurt! I want to take care of the baby and make it better! So her mom buys it for her and she took it EVERYWHERE. I gave that situation sooooo much side eye, I was not ok. The 5yo had zero idea of the context and loved that "hurt baby". My friend made it clear to us that we couldn't explain it to her.
my sister was deathly afraid of it, going as far as trashing any doll that looked like him. troll doll with red hair? nope, trash.
however, she watched that fucking movie every morning before school when she was like 6. wore that vhs tape out.
i personally loved the first 3, didn't get past that. the series is meh, couldn't get past episode 4 knowing that bitch lexy survives for 21 episodes, don't have it in me to watch her at all.