If you can’t tell by now, I like my Rangers weird. The ones that don’t fit the superhero mold. Sometimes they’re idiots with a heart of gold. Sometimes they’re dweebs with zero coordination and no right to be wearing a Morpher. Sometimes they’re big ol’ jerks who need to be put in their place. But on occasion, they’re really really old men that talk in broken sentences and break their friend’s cell phones out of fear. Like Koda.
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Welcome, friends, followers, esteemed colleagues, and possibly some people I graduated high school with, to the first — and possibly only, depending on how many people think this nonsense has any value — Gordo Presents Children of Zordon’s “Thirty Year Old Man’s Favorite Toys Awards!” Or, as I like to call them, the Tyomftas. It’s a work in progress.
Listen. I’m not an expert toy reviewer or anything. I have reviewed toys in the past, but it has been mostly for shits and giggles.
Which is why this will ALSO be for shits and giggles!
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Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them. Then there’s people like T.J., who seem to check all three boxes and nobody gets upset, cuz c’mon, have you met T.J.? That guy rules. Let’s talk about how much T.J. rules.
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The hero of most superhero stories is typically something of the idealized Tough Guy. They’re strong, confident, willing to take on any challenge that the day may bring them. Imagine if Superman had the opposite of those traits and it’s hard to picture them being the same character.
That character is probably closer to Clark Kent, pushing up his glasses, slouching and stuttering his way through everyday life. Poor disguise be damned, if I were an average Metropolis citizen and you asked me who I thought Superman really was, it sure wouldn’t be the meek reporter for the Daily Planet.
As Bulk and Skull would be the first to tell you, there’s no way in hell that geekazoid Billy Cranston is Angel Grove’s Superman. I wouldn’t believe it either. And that’s what’s so great about him.
Team hierarchy rarely means jack squat in Power Rangers. The Red Ranger is always the leader (okay there’s a few mild exceptions but whatever) and everyone else is generally on the same level. There’s a few instances where one Ranger tends to become the de-facto leader when the actual head honcho isn’t around, such as Billy and Kim in the later seasons of Mighty Morphin. In most cases that just means that they’re the ones who get to yell the morphing call so it’s really not all that serious.
When you’re dealing with Rangers that also happen to be a police squad, though, the chain of command becomes a major focal point of the series. Never has this concept been more significant – and personal – than in the mind of Sky Tate. Continue reading
Back in the day, the casting direction for Power Rangers seemed to make it a point to prioritize athletic skill over acting experience (in case that wasn’t obvious). The original 6 were all martial artists, dancers, or gymnasts in one form or another. This was presumably to make the unmorphed fight scenes as believable as possible by having the actors do many of their own stunts while showing their faces. Sure, their line delivery may not have been Oscar-worthy most of the time, but they could at least kick some ass. As the show went on, stunt doubles became more heavily utilized. Thus, not as many Rangers got as much unmorphed fighting focus. In that respect, Chad Lee is an exception to the new rule.
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