From the people who gave us the unfunny, profanity-laden Superbad is their attempt at a cartoon ripping off the same plot as Free Birds. The difference would be the dirty jokes that would only amuse middle schoolers. I guess it was funny when Seth Rogen and Evan Goldberg were high but reality came crashing down it.
The premise entails the secret life of food. Somehow all our groceries are “alive,” and they anxiously await the day to be put in a shopping cart. From there they will go to food heaven. Of course we know it’s nonsense for we humans eat them. When one item is returned, he shares the horrors he witnessed and experienced to all the skeptical wares, namely the hero who is (unsurprisingly) a hot dog named Frank and his sweetheart, a bun, Brenda. There’s some kind of journey around the store where they encounter the foods of different aisles which promote other lazy stereotypes; now they’re ripping of Toy Story. Casting Nick Kroll as a literal douche is a mixed move; he isn’t funny yet he is annoying in how he keeps turning up in movies like Billy Crystal in the Seventies.
In the end, the food somehow triumph and the movie concludes with the dirtiest and dumbest finale ever imagined. Again, as if Sausage were written by a 12-year old. Plus, you can’t rip on something if you’ve never watched it.
Why did I watch it? Curiosity. I should’ve turned it off after 30 minutes but I wanted to give Rogen and Goldberg as chance to surprise me. They failed. At least the end credits of Superbad were funny. Sausage Party should have a short life on Netflix and the sooner the better. How I wish I could have my 90 minutes back. Meanwhile, Rogen and Goldberg, put your bong away, try again without chemical assistance.