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Sausage Party (review): Audacious, but juvenile

Sausage Party is funny, but one wonders what South Park's Matt Stone and Trey Parker could have done with the idea

Sausage Party

Sausage Party

Seth Rogan’s take-no-prisoners juvenile humor enhances an otherwise dark and unsettling tale about the nature of existence and the meaning of god in this very R-rated animated comedy. Owing as much to the Christian-value series VeggieTales as it does to Pixar, Rogan and company frequently mistake an overabundance of four-letter words for genuine humor as food items learn the awful truth behind what lies beyond the supermarket doors.

The film is unsettling in its flagrantly racist deployment of stereotypes, including a nebbishy Jewish Bagel, a hotheaded Lavash, a native American bottle of “Firewater,” and a spicy lesbian taco, but it seems odd to get upset about it, as it’s just a cartoon. (Rogan might go too far when, during the film’s opening song, featuring music by Alan Menken, German mustard sings boisterously about exterminating the juice.)

Sausage Party (starstarstar) isn’t as consistently funny as anything South Park‘s Matt Stone and Trey Parker have created, and you wonder what the pair might have done with the idea. But it does at least have an audacious, jaw-dropping orgy at the climax that gives new meaning to the term food porn.

Area theaters. Visit Fandango.com.

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Randy Shulman is Metro Weekly's Publisher and Editor-in-Chief. He can be reached at rshulman@metroweekly.com.

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