A modern animated masterpiece on the level of Spirited Away and Ratatouille. Some may describe this film using such verbiage as “crude” and “vulgar”, however they fail to see the true nature of these “jokes”. This fine piece of cinema is a commentary on the esoteric and enigmatic nature of life itself. The nihilistic and futile nature of existence, for instance, is a theme that ingrains itself into the DNA of the plot. The unique perspective provides a brilliant deconstruction of the human condition, and prompts the user to introspectively ponder the nature of godhood and consequences of death. Can the struggle of creation to fight back against its creator ever truly be won? Within the cosmic scale of the universe, the primordial stretch of time for which only the void of eternity has existed, what is a deity? Something infinite, but simultaneously less than that. Even a god must cower in the face of the vast emptiness of existence. Everything rolls back to the struggle of existing. Even the main character, a hotdog, resembles a phallus, the progenitor of life. Like a Charmin toilet paper roll, the universe continues its expansion, the world continues to turn, until one day, it all stops. Sausage Party is an embodiment of this universal ideal, and we know it in our hearts to be true. Sausage Party is all. Sausage Party is the entire library of human knowledge condensed into one beautiful feature-length film. Nay, the title “film” does not befit its shining magnificence. Sausage Party is an experience. 5 out of 5 stars.