Admit it, sometimes there is an ad that truly moves you to tears. Here’s mine (of late):
The ebay commercial where the little kid is playing with his toy boat by the oceanside. He gets called away and the little boat goes floating out to sea where it’s found by a fisherman when it gets caught up in a net. Cut to the next scene of a man in his 40’s, staring at his computer screen in shock when he sees his long lost favorite toy. Behind him is a picture on the mantle of the little boy with his toy boat.
It just breaks me up just thinking about it. How the child within never loses hope and when your wish comes true it’s the most amazing feeling.
There was a Kodak commercial on a few months ago for picture enhancing (?). A little boy took a picture of his grandmother as a young woman playing baseball in the 40s, enlarged it, spiffed it up, all that jazz, and then gave it to her.
Whoomph! Waterfall of tears!
That’s one of my best-kept secrets: that yes, I actually have cried at a Kodak commercial.
Those damned Onstar commercials get me every time. Even the radio ones. Even when, months later, I remember the most specialist ones.
Ooooh, how I love those things. Like an ER episode in 20 seconds.
There’s a Publix commercial where a little girl gets up and makes a full breakfast, pancakes, coffee, toast, bacon, sausages, orange juice, the works. In comes Daddy, in his police uniform, returning home from the night shift. “Good morning, Daddy,” his daughter says, as she prepares to have breakfast with him.
I get a little misty at the e-toys commercial about the little girl and her grandfather. In the opening, he’s pushing her in a wheelbarrow full of leaves. He looks up toys under “gardening” and in the end, she’s pushing a small wheelbarrow beside him, her doll riding in the front.
There’s a Cox commmerical they’ve been showing for a few months that gets to me a little (although it’s not so much a commercial as a PSA-type thing). There’s this teenage girl sitting at her desk in school getting ready to take a test. We see her taking out a small piece of folded-up paper and start to unfold it. Of course, we’re supposed to think she’s trying to cheat. Before she can get it completely unfolded, the teacher walks by and takes it from her and gives her a disapproving look. The teacher unfolds the paper and we see that it says, “You’re going to do great! Love, Mom.” The teacher smiles and hands the paper back to the girl.
I guess it gets to me because I can’t imagine anyone in my family ever doing something like that.
ivylass, good grief. I choked up reading your post.
The old-school American Express commercial from the early 90s does it for me. A woman is pregnant, and unsure, and lonely. Her sister hops a plane to Australia to be with her. I cried every time.
There used to be an Ikea commercial that made me tear up, and then scolded me for it. It features a melancholy-looking lamp which gets tossed out on the street and replaced by a new lamp. At the end of the commercial, a Swedish gentleman enters the picture and says “Why are you sad? It’s just a lamp.” Smug motherf*cker. :mad:
There was one awhile back (I think I saw it during the Sydney Olympics), which starts out with a shot of a little girl sleeping in her bed, with a child singing something about a “guardian angel overhead.” Then, the camera starts pulling back, revealing that the kid in the bed is a photograph, that the photograph is tucked over a panel in an aircraft cockpit, and finally that it’s the cockpit of a stealth fighter flying in formation with another F-117, at night. Cue U.S. Air Force recruiting logo.
I only ever saw it once, but it tugs at the ol’ heartstrings to think about it. (In a good way, not a “horrified peacenik” way, or anything.) I wish I could find it again, somewhere.
How about that Disney one.
The family is over for grandpa’s birthday and he’s opening his presents.
The little boy feels bad because he doesn’t have a present for grandpa.
So he sneaks off to his room and wraps up his Peter Pan book.
He then gives it to grandpa. Grandpa opens it up and the little boy tells him that for his birthday he want’s to read it to Grandpa, hops in his lap, and starts reading.
I always cry at the end of commercials for both Trix and Lucky Charms. It tears me up every time to see the Rabbit frustrated by those noxious, jeering children in his quest for something as simple as a gawdam bowl of cereal. It’s more of a case of tears of rage when I see Lucky basically mugged by what could be the same nasty mob of brats for his box of marshmallow-enhanced sugary goodness.
Now that I think about it, I kind of puddle up every time I see Sonny have yet another episode of mental illness over CoCo Puffs. The name Sonny implies that he has parents; is there no one to guide him into treatment?
I must admit this Kodak commercial did have me teary eyed too. Other commercials that bring tears to me are some of the Hallmark commercials, especially during the Mother’s Day campaign each year.
Recently the Spanglish commercial did a number on the tear ducts too.
A few (maybe more than a few) years ago there was a commercial for Hawaiian Electric Company that got me everytime.
It has a wonderfull song called “Honolulu City Lights” A girl is far away on the mainland going to college. She fingers her bracelet, and thinks of her family as the song goes “Far away and out of touch, people you know and love so much… I do belive this ocean is far too wide for me-e-e-e-e…” Then she picks up the phone and says, “Hi, Mom?”
