POWER RANGERS: THE MOVIE
MIGHTY MORPHIN POWER RANGERS: THE MOVIE
The phenomenon burst out onto the silver screen in this all-new original production here. There is not a lot of difference between Power Rangers: The Movie and the series there is still the same wild chop suey martial arts, the same rubber monsters, the same shrieking overacting and the same stalwart posing the film merely has a better budget, which means that the rubber monsters get to morph occasionally. Like the series, the film is consumed with a silliness that defies all belief. The wild martial arts sequences are not that different from those in the average Hong Kong fantasy film, but these are conducted with an obviousness that loudly communicates the filmmakers lack of belief in what it is they are presenting on the screen.
However, when the film tries to take itself seriously or at least the teen actors do the po-faced woodenness seems equally ridiculous. The teenagers lack any sense of individuality it is not even until halfway through the film that we get to learn their names and even then it is almost impossible to tell them apart. Paul Freeman, an otherwise distinguished British actor, overacts wildly, throwing awful one-liners in in the midst of action. The person who comes out of it the best is Australian model Gabrielle Fitzpatrick who incarnates the bikinied Amazonian warrior queen with some sizzle.
The place where the film does attain some plausibility is towards the end during a glitteringly beautiful computer-animated sequence with the Power Rangers various Transformer vehicles fighting against Oozes mirror-metal war insects all hawk transformers swooping, lion transformers rearing up and the like. At other times, the budget does show through the sky and moons outside Ritas stronghold window is a backdrop that has a crinkle in it, for example.