I haven’t tried their bars, but their yoghurt is actually pretty good.
That’s Michael Moschen doubling for David Bowie’s hands. There’s a PBS special he did a long, long time ago that is just amazing. Get it if you can!
I don’t know about anyone else, but the print ads for the Hunger Games movie are driving me batty. Everyone is stunningly gorgeous. It’s not even bad photoshop, it’s good photoshop. But it’s so utterly unreal it makes me want to grab a red marker and start drawing zits on everyone. When did movie posters for supposedly sympathetic every-day characters start looking like Abercrombie & Fitch ads?
But then they couldn’t be hip Hamsters wearing their baggy pants down to their knees. Come on! :rolleyes:
I had to skip ahead to bring this one back in the game.
Not only is the hand-dancing thing totally “bwuh?”, but after seeing it for the third time, I noticed that the “whipped cream” on top of their drinks is some sort of hollow plastic whipped cream replica, and there’s no drink or any other substance in those cups.
Which makes sense. Even the most skilled hand-dancing artist would be spilling mocha left and right if they’d filled the cup, but still! My brain tracks the cup motions and registers a loud “Lack Of Inertia Does Not Compute!”, and to make it worse, now I notice it in television shows and movies where a character goes to sip something from a coffee cup, and it’s obviously empty, and I can’t NOT notice it. Totally takes me out of the story.
Damn you, McDonalds! DAMN YOU!
Another Geico commercial I hate is the one with the mom who takes her child to a day care center which employs only robots, because “robots work for free.” Of course the robots fail miserably, but as a day care worker, I take particular offense. I make barely above poverty level, bitch. The sad thing is, many of the parents I have met through the years would leave their kids with RoboTeacher if they could. :smack:
I also hate the McDonalds commercial in which Ronald and kids are up in the big sign looking up at the night sky. There are no stars so Ronald flings up his fairy clowndust or whatever and suddenly he cosmos decorate the sky. Because we all know that Ronald McDonald made the world.
On the topic of McD’s I cannot stand their Happy Meal commericals that state “joy is a gift. This is the box it comes in.” Meaning a Happy Meal box, that is. Equating eating fast food with happiness is not a message I want my son to get.
I like the commercial well enough, but it does make me wonder about how you go about shooting something with crying children in it. Do you just tell the parents that you’re going to frighten their little angels until some tears start flowing?
Based on my experience, some children will simply cry nonstop for hours with little to no provocation. (I was stuck in a car for a very, very long trip with one.)
I’d give her a lovely card with a note in it saying that I had donated a cow to a village in Africa in her name, because this is the time of year to think of those less fortunate than us.
There’s one playing recently for a store where a woman is able to buy so many great gifts for her family that she stuffs all their stockings to overflowing. Then she waits up on Christmas Eve and when Santa Claus shows up and finds that there’s no room in their stockings to leave his gifts, the woman taunts him. She acts like a real asshole to him and suggests he leave his gifts in her vicious little dog’s stocking.
That’s right, the fucking woman is bullying Santa Claus! This does not make me want to shop in your store, morons.
If the Happy Meals have hope in the bottom, does that mean that they’re filled with every evil and foulness in the universe? Because that’s what the last box with hope in the bottom had.
A radio commercial came on this morning for some auto insurance company. It said, “It’s 1:00 in the morning, it’s raining, and you’re stranded on the side of the road with a flat tire. Who do you call?”
I don’t call anyone, moron, I get out and change the fucking flat tire myself!
Obviously they’re selling roadside assistance, but I would think most of the free world can change tires themselves. Even women!
Well, there does seem to some sort of perverted genius in how the ad, in just one brief exchange, manages to convey decades of abject misery in this couple’s lives, but as to why that would give me an incentive to purchase a cell phone service, I have no idear.
Imma just leave this here.
Windows 7 commercial with a kid giving a Powerpoint presentation to his parents about why he should get a dog. Next scene the kid has a dog and the husband is starting a presentation about why he should golf on Sundays. Wife gives the husband a “Hell no” wave-off.
Take away lesson: Windows 7 is great and useful. If you’re a nine year old kid.
Other take away: His wife is a controlling bitch and he needs go grow a pair. I *hate *that commercial.
If someone aready said this one I apologize…
I HATE the “Need Cash” or “short on cash?” commercial with the small person (don’t know and don’t care what his name is)
Also there is a Furniture outlet commercial here where they SCREAM at you. Would never go there for that reason only…
Also, ANY commercial that uses their kids to sell their crap. Expecially the ones that still speak baby babble!!! ugh.
I feel the same way about any asshole promoting a product. If you are a hateful, condescending dick, that is the impression I take away, not that your product promotes a fun, happy, fulfilling lifestyle. The 1800 Tequila ads starring Sopranos actor Michael Imperiolimake me leave the room. Okay, Michael, you go ahead and snarf that top shelf tequila alone at your table in your stuffy suit. Meanwhile Ima intercept your girl on the way back from the powder room, tell her a joke, then offer her a good time and a body shot prepared with a mossy bottom shelf stankelia. Don’t wait up, Douchbag.
Are there seriously people who will purchase a product because they think it will make them a jerk? What happened to all the fun parties filled with smiling people, flying frisbees, bikini girls and romping golden retrievers?
She’s like Amy Sedaris. Only not funny or sexy.
“You got a weather balloon with points!”
“Yes I did!”
I didn’t mind this one at first, but the more times I see it, the more it bugs me for how little sense it makes. First of all, this dude and his buddies just drove out to the middle of friggin’ nowhere to launch the balloon, and the above conversation takes place as they’re inflating the thing! So they hadn’t even discussed what the hell they were heading out to do until they got there and unloaded all the equipment? Really?
So then they drive all over creation to retrieve the balloon, so that they can… get ready… watch a video of the tops of clouds on a laptop computer! Not much of a payoff, if you ask me.
“I used my points to get a whole new perspective.” What’s the matter, can’t find YouTube?
The weather balloon commercial is based off an actual event where some dudes did just that and, for a few hundred bucks, got photos NASA was interested in buying.
The commercial itself bothers me because I think of these dudes as posers, trying to act innovative for doing what’s been done.