A Barry Levinson Film
A Baltimore Pictures Production
A Twentieth Century Fox Release
From a distance, it looks as if a large, mischievous child scattered his building blocks across the green rolling hills. Over them, a guardian elephant trumpets a snowstorm.
Inside is a world of things which whiz, whistle, wiggle, waddle, clang, bonk, plop, splat, bellow, and toot. The walls are limericks of iridescent color and harlequin design. A roller coster corridor leads to an assembly line, where workers cavort around carousels capped with gigantic heads of dolls and animals. On the factory floor is New York's Central Park on Christmas Eve, complete with carolers, elves, reindeer and tiny planes, skimming the skyline, parachuting presents for the staff of Zevo Toys.
Kenneth Zevo founded the firm in the firm conviction that to make playthings work, work should be play. The lesson wasn't lost on his son, Leslie, who takes only one thing seriously: Take nothing seriously. As he saunters through the plant, in a coat that karaokes in several tongues, he beams at the bounty of his father's lifelong dream of "squeezable fun for everyone."
TOYS is a comedy about a whimsical toy maker, played by Robin Williams, who must save his father's toy factory from the clutches of the General, his demented uncle.
"He has no idea how precarious his world is," says Robin Williams, who plays Leslie Zevo in Barry Levinson's TOYS. "Or how easily a toy can become something else..."
Says Barry Levinson: "Over the years, I have been asked whether TOYS was going to be an anti-war film. That is implicit in the premise: A general takes over a toy factory. He's played with big toys. Now he's surrounded by little toys. But TOYS is beyond that. It's more of a cautionary tale, my fear of the Nintendo generation meeting up with the video warfare of tomorrow so that it all becomes a game -- the ultimate perversion of innocence -- or, as the general states, 'Warfare without a conscience.'"