“What starts as run-of-the-mill sleaze slowly devolves into full-on Greek tragedy.”
— Joe, LETTERBOXD
Yearning for the love of her absentee father, Jamie inhabits an infantilised world surrounded by toys, including those which her wayward pops bizarrely continues to send her. Unable to consummate her new marriage with dashing colleague Charlie, Jamie’s chance encounter with aging sex worker Pearl leads her into the murky world of prostitution where her most disturbing erotic fantasies begin to play out. Grim, quirky, and affecting, Stanley H. Brasloff’s TOYS ARE NOT FOR CHILDREN is a truly twisted effort from the heyday of the American exploitation independents. It builds to a haunting and devastating climax that lingers long after the credits roll.