Under "From" name "Work with Google," Cassabananawide.com is pushing the following spam-tastic email pitch: "Have you heard? People are using their computers to make $1,000's every week with Google!" The headline is flanked by the glowing image of a blonde giving an ecstatic male laptop-junkie a shoulder massage.
I love how it says "No product required" right next to an image of the software container, which features a prominent Google logo and that same picture of the girl giving a massage. What's that all about?
The call to action: "Yes please rush me my Google happy ending software!"
- Writing in Ad Age, Marti Barletti, who has seemingly watched half an episode of Mad Men, makes a twisted analogy between the show and the supposedly awful state of affairs when it comes to marketing to women. In a nutshell, it's a puff piece to promote her book.
And while I get the "new year, new you!" idea behind your latest back-to-school campaign, "Don't Just Go Back; Arrive" still vibes kinda bootsy. Everything about it -- the crumpled pieces of wide-ruled paper, the scribbles that serve as navigation, the offer to bring Vanessa Hudgens (whom every 'net-savvy Disney fan under 10 has seen NAKED!) to a high school near me, seems forced, dated and focus-grouped-to-the-hilt.
Efren Ramirez, better known to us as Pedro from Napoleon Dynamite, appears in a new series of ads for Sierra Mist's "Refresh Your Mind" campaign. The format: he walks into a bar, tells a story, concludes, "It's a crazy world; it helps to refresh your mind," and downs some Sierra Mist.
The first spot, "Wedding Girl," is about a girl so desperate to get married she'll put bridesmaids in a coma to catch a bouquet. (Honey, there are easier routes than superstition. Speed dating, for example.)
- Seth Godin is launching a members-only social network for marketers called Triiibe. It's like Fight Club -- for ideas. "Spots are limited and early members get privileges and bragging rights" -- and discount opps for his new book. My God, Seth, who do you think you are -- Obama?
Four years ago when Keira Knightley starred in King Aurthur, the studio had her breasts digitally enlarged for the movie's promotional materials. Knightley, now 23 and starring in the film The Duchess, refused requests from studio heads to toy with her chest, claiming she's happy with her body the way it is.
Oh yes, we all love period piece cleavage, what with the era's corseted gowns and plunging necklines, but every woman should be able to feel completely comfortable with her own body without society dictating that they be a C or D cup.
Knightley, who caved to studio breast enhancement requests in 2004, put her foot down this time. Last year she told Britain's GMTV, "I would love to have breasts! I'm never going to get them. I'm naturally who I am."
While we'd all love to be perfect, we know perfection doesn't really exist. And creating the illusion that it's attainable only spawns unrealistic goals that can do serious damage to a person's psyche.
Wait, what? Is Diddy, P. Diddy, Puffy or whatever the hell he's now calling himself still a musician or has he completely sold out to marketers? It certainly seems so because the only place the guy seems to appear anymore is in commercials. Now he's doing one for Burger King in which his cartoonish, self-important, overinflated ego is on full display.
Live in New York City? You're an asshole according to Windows Casino which has created an game called Torch Runner. In the game, an Olympic torch carrier must navigate his way past squirt guns and fire hydrants which threaten to extinguish the flame and avoid cars which threaten to, well, kill the torch bearer. Is this any way to treat a global sporting event which brings the people of the world together? Say what you will about Chinese politics but the Olympics aren't (or shouldn't be) about politics.
Rather than play this lame ass game, everyone should go watch Matt Harding dance his way around the world. Now that's much more akin to the spirit (at least in intent) of the Olympics.
If you were driving to work last Friday in Cape Town, you likely saw something along the side of the highway that didn't look quite right; patches of blue and yellow cellophane flowers and tiny little windmills. No, Disney didn't invade Cape Town with It's A Small World but Can You Twist, South Africa's first online reality show which transitions episodes offline with real life, ARG-style endings.
Some of the real life endings include flowers handed out to 250 women around the country and a bank "break up letter" newspaper ad in which underlined words spelled out the site's URL. Wouldn't it be nice if you really coculd break up with your bank and leave all your debt behind? Now that would truly be a great reality show.
It was put together by Feed Company, which also did the Ray Ban "Never Hide" thing (remember "Guy catches sunglasses with face"?), which is great to see on paper considering people wasted plenty of time drawing comparisons between "backflipping into jeans" and "Guy catches sunglasses with face." Now you at least will know for sure: It's the same company. Tell all your friends.