Sausage Party (2016)

Seth Rogen and Evan Goldberg are two men who can be funny when they want to, and whenever they come up with a premise for something out of the box they almost offer up something great. For some reason they can never seem to completely unfold their unusual premises whole hog, and hinder their own efforts to be absurd time and time again. “This is the End” had moments of pure hilarity but fell apart by the second half, and “Sausage Party” is a movie where I get what they’re doing. Yes, I understand what they’re doing here. “Sausage Party” is an off the wall and absurd twist on “Toy Story” where anthropomorphic sentient inanimate objects are treated as such to the point where they feel everything humans can. They can be scared, they have their own communities, and yes, they even have their own sexualities and religions. I get it.

It’s just that “Sausage Party” is so painfully, irredeemably awful, and nearly impossible to finish that I was more than ready to shut it off at a moment’s notice. It’s not often I look for any excuse to pause or shut off movies mid-way, but “Sausage Party” kept testing me time and time gain. It’s an obnoxious one note joke that is stretched in to a one hundred minute long statement about humanity, and then tries to subvert its own twist on the animation by delivering ridiculous moment after ridiculous moment. The heroes in the film are so inept and unlikable, they’re barely written and fleshed out, homosexuality is treated as a fetishized plot device, and our villain is so mean and vile he rapes various characters to steal their life force. “Sausage Party” is never quite sure what the hell it’s trying to convey when it’s not harping on about the dangers of organized religion and race warfare.

The jokes all fall flat, and the big centerpiece of sentient food being “slaughtered” for the sake of feeding human beings goes on much too long. It is never as cringe inducing as the directors would think it is. And that’s mainly because the trailers for “Sausage Party” replayed the sequence over and over and over. Rogen and Goldberg’s humor is infantile with most of the jokes so obvious, not even “Family Guy” would touch them. The female is a bun who looks like a vagina, the bagel is Jewish, the other lone female is a lesbian Mexican taco constantly molesting our heroine and trying to entice her in to sex, and the food puns and sight gags drone on to the point where writers Rogen and Goldberg have nothing else to offer except a long and painfully moronic orgy in the finale.

“Sausage Party” attempts meta-comedy, then meta-meta-comedy, and then mocks its own meta-meta-comedy with the promises of a sequel that threatens to break all kinds of fictional walls. It’s a painfully unfunny, boring, and ridiculous animated movie that tries hard to appeal to an adult audience, but will likely just the lowest common denominator.