Remember those delightful cartoons from the '30s where store shelves or magazine racks would come to life at the close of business day? Change the setting to a modern-day supermarket, multiply the standard seven-minute running time by twelve, limit your five (!) screenwriters to 100 “fucks” apiece, and you’ll get where this latest Seth Rogan and Evan Goldberg excuse to catch a buzz is going. An armband-wearing jar of Dusseldorf mustard calling for the extermination of “Juice” brought a smile. Other than that, the drug has yet to be invented that would induce laughter from the rest of the calculable ethnic humor and slumberish double entendre. When all's said and done, directors Greg Tiernan and Conrad Vernon fail to convincingly anthropomorphize a female hot dog bun. Desperately in need of trimming — there is no cause for this to run over 68 minutes — the duo should acquire the services of a mohel to cut the sequel. (2016) — Scott Marks
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