Long-time collaborators Seth Rogen and Evan Goldberg (Superbad, This is the End, Neighbours) reunite for their first animated feature in Sausage Party.
Audiences familiar with Rogen and Goldberg’s modern day ‘rat pack’ will know what to expect walking into their latest effort, crass sophomoric humour, that feels like you are eavesdropping on an American frat house party.
From the opening song and dance number Sausage Party launches into this trademark humour with expletive-laden gusto.
We are then introduced to the main protagonists of the film, Frank (Seth Rogen) a foul-mouthed frankfurter, Brenda (Kirsten Wiig) a foul-mouthed hot dog bun and Frank’s frankfurter buddy Barry (Michael Cera) who has a foul… well, you get it by now.
The main premise of the film boils (pun intended) down to the fact the products we so gleefully consume from our local supermarkets have personalities and are eagerly waiting to get chosen by us, otherwise known as the gods, and taken into the great beyond.
It is not until a traumatised jar of honey mustard (Danny Mcbride) is returned to the supermarket, that Frank learns the truth about the great beyond.
Far from the heavenly place that has been imagined, the great beyond is actually a place of horror where ‘the gods’ do terrible things, peeling then boiling potatoes alive, and chopping up defenceless baby carrots.
Frank is the only one concerned by this new revelation with the other characters staying true to their beliefs, dismissing the news as the ramblings of a mad… mustard.
From here Frank begins a quest to find out the truth about the great beyond. Daring to challenge the long-held beliefs is seen as an act of heresy amongst the other supermarket items. Moments like these that parody religions blind faith are when the film is at its strongest.
Thinly veiled barbs at Donald Trump’s immigration policy using the Mexican food section, and the Israel and Palestine conflict, with hummus being the peacemaker in the middle, also make for humorous and thought-provoking moments.
While the film runs the risk of becoming a one-joke wonder, focusing heavily on sexual innuendos between frankfurters and buns early on in the piece. The writing quickly improves as the plot moves on, and the short running time of only 89 minutes, means the film does not overstay it’s welcome.
The literal orgy of food at the end serves as a fitting climax to a freewheeling film, although be warned, you may never look at a sausage in the same way again…
Sausage Party is in cinemas on September 8.
Movie rating: 3/5