Power Rangers has a similar theme as Guardians of the Galaxy, in the sense whereas even misfits and weirdos can become heroes. There’s also a Breakfast Club vibe to it as well.
For narratives that involve teenagers, the characters come of age whether it deals with taking responsibility, finding who they are, and for some reason the boy always has to get the girl (but not in this movie).
For Jason Scott, he gives up his title of being the star quarterback and through this; we see the dichotomy between parent and child on envisioning different futures. His father wants him to be the football star; Zordon wants him to be the leader, and Jason… well, in a way he doesn’t want to be what others want him to be. He’s still searching for his own identity and that identity came to him in the form of a coin.
Furthermore, when Jason confesses what he’s done wrong and accepts responsibility (for being the one that killed Billy *spoiler), It shows him not only grown up, but the realization that he really is meant to be something more. As Zordon so utterly puts it, “This is your destiny… This is your time.” This realization also shows Zordon that he needs to take a step back and allow Jason to grow at his own rate.
For Kimberly Hart, rather than running away, she needs to accept the fact that she too, needs to be her own person. Although there may be mistakes along the way, it doesn’t define who you are.
Jason and Kimberly are character archetypes that show us we should not become who others want us to become, or perceive us to be, but to become who we want to become. For these two, they break the trend of not becoming the popular ones, but the outcast. And because of this they are looked down upon. However, this does not belittle on who they can become. Sometimes, those that are at the lowest can become far greater than they can even hope to be.
I guess sometimes it really is best to stop following the crowd. The only thing that it’ll lead to is more trouble that we can’t find to dig ourselves out of. Maybe this is part of growing up, when silly things just don’t seem to matter anymore and the only thing that does matter, is at the end of the day… to have the ability to yell out, “It’s Morphin Time!”