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Emphasis on the word \u2018sausage\u2019 usually sparks juvenile sniggers from most grown-ups. Seth Rogen<\/a> capitalizes on this in his raunchy new adult animation Sausage Party<\/em><\/a> \u2013 the mere name triggering winks and nudges. This is a Pixar p*** take laced with Rogen\u2019s preferred brand of stoner humour. Those not avid fans of the latter can still catch some laughs, but might tired long before the riotous finale of filthy food porn commences.<\/p>\n Rogen is Frank, a hotdog who is desperate to get inside Brenda the bun (voiced by Kristen Wiig<\/a>) when they finally leave the supermarket and go home with one of the \u2018gods\u2019 (us humans). They need to be picked off the shelf and taken outside to \u2018the great beyond\u2019. But disaster strikes when one female god goes shopping, leading Frank and Brenda on a journey back to the shelf while trying to avoid enraged Douche (Nick Kroll<\/a>).<\/p>\n However, Frank soon learns the disturbing truth about what the \u2018great beyond\u2019 really spells for grocery products, backed up by his deformed sausage pal Barry (Michael Cera<\/a>) who survives a close shave. Now Frank needs to convince the rest of the food population about their fate, before it\u2019s too late.<\/p>\n Sausage Party is created by Rogen, Evan Goldberg<\/a> and Jonah Hill<\/a>, collaborating with Apatow disciples Paul Rudd<\/a>, James Franco<\/a>, Bill Hader<\/a>, Danny McBride <\/a>and the like, so you know the kind of film you\u2019re in for, long before you \u2018Get your fill\u2019 (quoting the tagline). It\u2019s pure filth, like consuming the dirtiest, calorific dish, awash with cheap \u2018laughs\u2019 at stereotypes along the way \u2013 Salma Hayek<\/a> is horny Mexican taco Teresa, for example.<\/p>\n While it offers some crazy insights into the USA\u2019s religious, racial and socio-political obsessions, Sausage Factory<\/em> also prefers shock tactics to cultivating really clever puns consistently throughout that would have seriously sent up these American neurosises and Pixar\u2019s cute character, coming-of-age adventures, where their world is oblivious to us. There are some seriously laugh-out-loud moments \u2013 just wait until the end crescendo, but F word-ing it in every sentence begins to wear thin, bordering on nauseating \u2013 and this is coming from a critic who is no stranger to a foul-mouthed rant.<\/p>\n It\u2019s also hard to tell if Sausage Party<\/em> wants to be taken seriously for its plethora of brilliant observations, as it just as quickly shies away when one of them becomes vaguely interesting, for fear of losing its infantile edge. That said the kitchen scene is a delightful Pixar-bashing episode, and a much needed highlight to break up the otherwise \u2018samey\u2019 plot of Frank et al trying to return to the shelf. Douche gets pumped ready for action but loses his spunk at the end; perhaps too much of a main plot distraction or an excuse for Rogen and gang to explore some anal humour? There was certainly a lot of fun had writing\/ making this buddy movie, it appears.<\/p>\n Sausage Party<\/em> goes off with a saucy sizzle and an outrageous bang but wilts at times along the way. If it wasn\u2019t for the grand gang-bang finale boost, it would be a meaty disappointment left undercooked in places.<\/p>\n 3\/5 stars<\/strong><\/p>\n By @FilmGazer<\/p>\n