Unfortunately, that meaning turns into their nightmare when Frank discovers that the “Gods”, instead of sending them to a make-believe afterlife, actually cruelly prepare them in the most hideous of ways (microwave, boiling water, stabbing, etc) and eventually chomp down on them. In fact, all the voices are done very well and with some great comic zingers.ĭue to an outrageous mishap, Frank, Brenda and a few of the other food items, and a douche (yes, a douche) leave the sanctuary of their packaging and are left to find the meaning of their life, and reunite with their friends. It only becomes funnier when she encounters Salma Hayek as a lesbian taco. Kristen Wiig voices Brenda with a smarmy charm, and her timing and character is a lot of fun in the beginning. He has his mind on two things: being picked as a chosen one, and slipping into Brenda’s buns. We eventually focus on a package of hotdogs, one in particular, “Frank,” the voice of Seth Rogen. The party begins simply with a very amusing song about how all the food welcomes the shoppers, and how they hope to be picked as a chosen one. Mind you, this is all good timely social commentary but it easily gets steamrolled by the persistent raunch fest that Sausage Party is, yet the creators eventually have the last laugh on us with a very clever reveal. They also touch upon how we address each other with our strong beliefs, and how quick we are not to listen. While swirling the swill, the writers skewer religious beliefs with a clever nod as to how the food world at the local grocery store came about placing their Gods on a pedestal, and how much they look forward to their afterlife. Yes, it could be labeled that it is all in fun, and like the legendary Don Rickles, everybody is fodder that is part of this party. The writers try to cram in every single dirty joke they can come up with regarding food, sex and drugs while insulting women, the gay and lesbian community, the Middle Eastern community, religion, and every stereotype you could think of. Like some of its other predecessors, Heavy Metal (’81) and Hell and Back (2015), Sausage Party delivers some big laughs, but is unable to sustain interest for its nearly ninety minute running time. And that’s the problem with an adult animated film that nearly caters to the lowest common denominator. But when the shock value is over, does it bear repeat viewings? I’m just not sure. Whereas the Party peters out now and then, eventually making up for it all in an orgiastic display of food fetish fantasies played for laughs in the end. And though those particular films never had the guffaws that Sausage Party has, they did deliver a social commentary sting that endured long after viewing. I could not help but think back to the days of Ralph Bakshi’s breakthrough X-rated films Fritz the Cat and Heavy Traffic. The idea that the guys that gave us The Pineapple Express, Superbad and This is the End wanted to unveil their own brand of nasty Pixar for adults was very promising. When the trailer was finally revealed, it was probably one of the funniest and cleverest in a long while. Evan Goldberg, Seth Rogen and Jonah Hill have been talking up their Sausage Party for years, since the summer of 2010.
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