There’s an black and white Advil commercial that starts off with a breathy dirge that goes something like: “We’ve come a long long way…” and every time it comes on I expect to see cages of miserable dogs.
Oh, Jebus, that smug Kim Crawford lady. You’re buying grocery store wine, hon. Wipe that smirk off your face and get on with it.
This week’s contender: the Subway five dollar foot longs (it isn’t; it’s two foot longs for ten dollars) advert with the boy-band guy (am I supposed to know who he is?) with a messed up eyebrow playing a rinky-dink tune on an electronic keyboard and singing in falsetto, all dedicated to some jamoke named Tristan. It’s like they had a focus group list five random things that would make you not want to go to Subway and made a commercial out of it.
Anybody else want to strangle the little brat who yells “KILL THE MONSTER!!!” ?
Apparently to some people like this, you are against the cause if you’re against the tactics (IOW, you must not want the ASPCA to help animals if you disagree with the marketing methods).
Why in the hell is there a “don’t try this at home” disclaimer in the Motaur treadmill commercial? Do they think those abominations actually exist?
Not to mention, why are Motaurs assholes? Does this help sell whatever they are trying to sell?
There’s a beer commercial where some young folks boat out to some reef to jump off a cliff into the ocean. The commercial drones on about going out and doing it. “What kind of person goes to the middle of nowhere to grab life by the balls?” or whatever.
Except while they are literally telling you to go do it, the fine print on the screen says “do not attempt.”
Then there is the Ibrance commercial for “menopausal women or men with” blah blah blah breast cancer. Of course it runs a disclaimer “Tell your doctor if you are pregnant or breastfeeding, or planning on becoming pregnant or breastfeeding”. Because of all those menopausal women running around getting pregnant.
The two (?) Twisted Tea commercials are unusual for me in that even though they’re attempting to me funny I don’t hate them. The submarine one is pretty straightforward- the slackers have gone for a ride on a Russian sub. Where it would have docked to pick up the slackers isn’t obvious to me. I can’t figure out the scenario at the rich guy’s house. Is his lavish house on a narrow public canal? And what is the slacker with the big slingshot attempting to do- shoot a can to somebody in the water but just overshoots? That flying can would be a deadly projectile.
And what about the one where Motaur and a buddy are watching a bunch (herd) of other motaurs from atop a cliff. The buddy mentions they are “…in the wild…” Are they supposed to be wild animals? Motaur has been tamed and housebroken? If they are wild how come they are wearing clothes? I thought Motaur was created - like Robocop.
Yeah, the guy with the inner tube had just said “shoot me one.”
And the host didn’t want any of his guests killed by another errant tea.
Maybe the clothing is actually their hair or fur.
Besides the clothes, they wear helmets. Or are those actually an evolved skull?
On the other hand, the domesticated Motaur is wearing a belt. Does he take off his lower motor when he sleeps? Does he takes showers or just go to a self-service carwash?
There’s an online ad for a turntable. At first it has me wondering if modern manufacturing can more easily produce a precision turntable or if the old cheepo low end one I always had would blow it away. Then I started thinking, all the music in this ad is probably created digitally…
On a related note, Quincy Jones of all people does an ad for some sort of piano playing software. I don’t think there is a single note of piano music in the ad.
On the other end of the spectrum there is great ad by some guy I’ve never heard of, learn piano with Johnny or something, who is actually at a piano and gives an example of the kind of tips he can give that will help you play better.
How does he stand still without a side or center stand?
And if he can drink gasoline from a cup, why does he need a gas tank?
I agree. It’s like they can’t decide if Motors are animals or people.
And the one where the Motaur is on a treadmill in the gym, reading a book as he speeds along. When someone points out that there’s a half-hour limit on the machine, he (rather snottily, to my mind) replies, “Tell that to the rain”, then ups the speed on the treadmill. Apparently Motaurs can’t drive (run?) in bad weather.
He won’t be talking so snottily once someone throws a broomstick into his spokes.
Chewy.com commercial: “No one tells you what to expect when you get a new pet.”
Uh, yes they really do. Maybe you’re not paying attention.
Like I said, they portray them as total assholes.