Turbo: A Power Rangers Movie: Critic Reviews

Five-year-olds who have read their Shakespeare will recognize that Turbo is a lot of sound and fury signifying nothing.

A purgatory of low-budget interplanetary adventure.

With minimalist and universal fantasies as their points of departure, the superheroic deeds evolve only incrementally beyond the realistic -- a deeply satisfying process.

Like the TV series, the pic features makeup and special-effects gimmickry that are far less persuasive than what might be found at second-rate theme-park attractions.

A high-spirited fantasy adventure.

Turbo is a solid follow-up to the entertaining 1995 Mighty Morphin Power Rangers.

The dialogue is atrocious, as are the wretched signature Morphin moves: Someone get these Rangers to a martial-arts school!

Works a little better than the first Power Rangers movie but will not extend its appeal beyond the show's fan base.

Nearly unbearable.

As the picture finally ended, I found myself musing about poor Amy Jo Johnson. I wondered if, when she was on the set, she was hoping that some producer would see this show, find her hidden talent and save her from having to do this anymore.

The formula is so unshakeable in its blandness that, within the context of the Rangers universe, the twists Turbo serves up can only be described as ingenious.

For me, that low-tech, Fifties, camp charm wore a mite thin by the second half-hour, but then, I'm not the target audience, am I?

As amateurish as any special-effects driven effort in recent memory.

It's cheesy-looking and convoluted and has as much character as a bus tire.