A new chapter of ethnic integration that transcends the historical hatred of religious countries

Mckenna 2021-12-31 08:01:21

After being brainfucked for an hour and a half, I wrote a long review of this movie with the joy and tremor of intracranial orgasm. "The Secret of the Favored" can be retired! "Suicide Squad" can be laid off! A new era of R-rated cartoons! A new achievement in Seth Rogan's humor! A great unity full of communist humanistic care!

Two minutes after the film began, it can’t wait to show the excellent tradition of American R-rated films. All kinds of sex metaphors come out in endless patterns, and they run through the whole film, basically every five minutes, one burst point, one match one heavy mouth, one match one yellow storm. Different from "Deadpool", the pornographic scenes of these sausages, bread and carrots completely surpassed the stage of mouth-fire. The last ten minutes of orgy scenes can be intercepted separately and stored in my small hard drive. Basically, after reading this piece, Say goodbye to dinner. This is interspersed with various or metaphorical or direct paragraphs and pictures of men, women, men and women, men and women, men and women, men and women. As I was familiar with the sage books, I couldn't help lowering my shy head several times; and made me worry about how to broadcast this in the country.

I think it’s impossible to see in China, how the bread girl opened her soft inner crust to the sausage guy, how the sandwich pastry uncle groaned and lifted his hips, the Indian spirits finally realized the dream of "f&ck the crackers", How does the burrito sister force the bread girl, how the sausages are on the bread girl in various positions, how the arabian bread is on the bread girl, how the bagel is on the bread girl, how the burrito sister is served together with the arabic bread How the bread girl and the Mexican eldest sister tied the sausage to her body and put on the touching picture of the bread girl. Distressed, distressed.



Seth has been reluctant to do pure commercial comedy. Although "Sausage Party" and "Interview" are both very irritating in that they seem to say something and seem to say nothing, he has not given up on kidnapping sensitive issues to add to the plain storyline. After watching the movie, I was very worried about Seth's personal safety. If I were a Christian/nationalist/feminist, I would like to slap him with two big mouths. From the beginning, the food people sang praises of the wonderful world outside the supermarket, praising the happy life that the gods (humans) are about to bring to them, to the final destiny of the foods being exposed, the rumors are all lies, and the human beings are the killers of food. , It is a very obvious metaphor for Christian doomsday, and the protagonist exposes the truth and promotes atheism. Then, with the concerted efforts of the food of all races, killed (several) human beings, and finally realized that the people of the world hand in hand, Fighting is not as good as playing the communist ideal of deep and throat national integration.

There are a few plot settings that are quite interesting. In the main line of the truth-seeking adventure, there is a deputy CP of Lavash Bread (a metaphor for Arabs) and Bago (a metaphor for Jewish whites). After experiencing differences and bickering between camps, they finally overcome national barriers and hostility. The camp became a gay couple who loved each other. German sauerkraut hangs Hitler's label and hunts down all the juice on supermarket shelves (Juice homophonic Jews). The burrito and the heroine bun met late, probably because they are both synonymous with female genitalia in English (Taco and Bun). Indian Spirits said that he was originally an aboriginal in his container until the soda crackers drove him away (soda cracker Crackers often means white people, derogatory meaning). The douche has become the villain, because the English of the douche is Douche (Douchebag in English means big idiot). The tragic moment of the hero and heroine is a meatloaf with American singer Michael A. Day singing (Michael A. Day's stage name is Meat Loaf).

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Sausage Party quotes

  • Honey Mustard: You're celebrating your doom! Wake up! They're lying to your fucking faces! The Great Beyond is bullshit! Why is anybody listening to me?

    Frank: Hey. Buddy, are you all right?

    Honey Mustard: No! I'm not all right. It's all a lie. Everything you've been told, everything you believe in.

    Carl: Hey, Honey Mustard, you're acting cray cray!

    Brenda: Carl, we shouldn't even be talking to this asshole. Everyone knows Honey Mustard's weird. I mean, What is he, Honey? Is he mustard? It's like make up your mind or just kill yourself.

    Honey Mustard: You fucking idiots! I've been there, I've seen that shit and there ain't no way I'm going back.

    Frank: Wait, wait, wait, wait. You've been to the Great Beyond?

    Honey Mustard: 'Great' my asshole! Everything we've ever known is a dirt covered pile of shit. Jacking off in our fucking faces. Covering our eyes with their cum, so cum covered we can't fucking see! We don't know! We don't know, they're jerking off into our eyes! Our faces!

    Brenda: Dude, shut up! The gods are gonna hear you talking about that.

    Honey Mustard: They're ain't gods! They're monsters, horrible, ugly, disgusting monsters! They ain't gonna get Honey Mustard twice... FUCK YOU, GODS! I've got a date with oblivion.

  • [Douche throws the Tequila's head and hits El Guaco in the groin]

    El Guaco: OW! Right in my guac and balls!