”THE TOY,” another parody that co-stars Richard Pryor and Jackie Gleason interestingly and, perhaps, the last, is a revamp of a particularly stupid, correspondingly titled, 1979 French satire composed and coordinated by Francis Veber.
It’s around a business mogul (Mr. Gleason), whose bratty little child, on being told he can have anything in Dad’s retail chain, chooses he needs the janitor (Mr. Pryor) to take home as a companion. Since the janitor, who’s truly a trying daily paper columnist, is edgy for cash to pay off a home loan, he consents to the game plan.
Over the span of various severely executed muffles, the greater part of them replicated from the French motion picture, the correspondent educates both the kid and the rich father about affection, trust, philanthropy, great government, mindful news-casting, racial resistance and perhaps atomic material science. I’m not certain about the last. My psyche wasn’t just meandering amid the film – it was ricocheting between the screen and the way out sign.