Sausage Party, billed as a work-in-progress screening, was, unlike similar events here, actually that. As Rogen said in his intro, this was not some practically-done studio feature where "they haven't color-timed it or some shit. You will very quickly see this is not semantical trickery — it's not f--king done yet." True enough, several scenes were still in one crude animatic stage or another; a couple barely had any movement at all. But even in this state, it was clear that the film plays strongly enough to deserve the outrages it perpetrates in its final scenes, when an all-out war on human consumers gives way to a pansexual orgy any pornographer would be proud to have imagined.
