Well, this one might aptly described as a survey of a product that is for people who know they have to grow up, but regret that this is so, and so, as a sort of consolation, do their best to take a piece of their childhood with them; but this is no simple nostalgia trip here, no -- it is much more complex, for these designer toys contain within them fairly sophisticated critiques of the childhood longings that spawned them; they may even be considered, in a critical sense, to be "self aware" of their status as visible links to and tokens of childhood pasts that are forever beyond recapturing, except within their own plastic bodies, which are three-dimensional materializations, not of the past, not the memories of the past, but the process of recollection itself, the remembrance of things past -- in plastic. I Am Plastic is probably the best collection of its sort, and weighing in at 368 oversized pages covered with full color representations of the galaxy of toys thus far extant, it's going to be hard to pass up for anyone who finds themselves longing for the sort of connection these toys provide.