Frank and his sausage buddies can’t wait until the Fourth of July. They’ll get picked by one of the “gods” and taken to “the great beyond”. Even better than that, Frank will finally get to slide into Brenda’s bun.
The gods are in fact humans, going about their everyday lives and picking up groceries. The food they take home from the supermarket doesn’t get to live happily ever after. One by one the delectable treats get killed, each in a more gruesome way than the last. It’s less Supermarket Sweep and more Little Shop of Horrors.
When Frank finds out that “the great beyond” isn’t all it’s cracked up to be he tries to warn his fellow food. But they’ve been brainwashed by the idea of this magical nirvana and refuse to fight back.
It turns to Frank (Seth Rogen), his fellow sausage Barry (Michael Cera), Brenda (Kristen Wiig) the hot dog bun, Teresa Taco (Salma Hayek) and Sammy Bagel Jr. (Edward Norton) and Lavash (David Krumholtz) to save the day.
Frank goes to great lengths (pun intended) to pull off (chortle) a rescue mission to save to his friends from the gods and the great beyond. There will casualties along the way but the food must fight back against their human masters to end their reign of terror.
Seth Rogen chows down on racial stereotypes in his toon-food movie. I went along expecting a frat house style, laugh-a-minute, stoner comedy. Instead I was served a picnic of religious agenda that’s hard to digest.
It has all the usual suspects bar Danny McBride, which you would think would be a recipe for hilarity. However the not-so-subtle religious undertones get a bit much at times. I wanted to watch an animated sex comedy about food, not be preached at about for 90 minutes about theology and faith.
The movie is far more inventive and intelligent than I assumed it would be. It’s not every day that you see a movie where the main characters declare war on their gods and set out to destroy them. It sounds like grim, Roman-era action movie, not one with hotdogs and sexually confused buns.
Sausage Party looked as though it was going to be a laugh-a-minute riot. In truth it’s a grown up version of The Lego Movie, but with atheist themes, pot and one hell of a crazy orgy scene.
I’ve seen a tonne of movies in my life but nothing like Sausage Party. The last 20 minutes are indescribable. You’ll never eat a hot dog in the same way again after watching Sausage Party.
By Ruth Walker