"Turbo Kid" isn't really more mature than its raw generic parts, nor is it clever enough to disarm viewers who want to regress to childhood without feeling guilty for that naive impulse.

Made for ironicists, Turbo Kid, in its endearingly goofy way, says good things about the power reserves of our childhood - an inner superhero we can call upon when needed.

The whole thing looks like it cost its writer-directors, Franois Simard, Anouk Whissell and Yoann-Karl Whissell, oh, maybe $1.98.

In the year of 'Mad Max: Fury Road,' 'Turbo Kid' can't help but look like the wannabe little cousin.