Love in the Dumps has the unlikely, and possibly masochistic, ambition of becoming the non-dating site of dating sites. The homepage makes a show of highlighting everything we hate about romantic relations: a section titled Date Dispatch headlines a manifesto on white guys that date Asian girls, Pop Goes the Culture reviews "Hud" 46 years late, and Featured Impersonals showcase various users by antidepressent stats, among other things.
We like the Dr. Damage and Bitch Whispers sections best.
AAAAANYwho, to promote the site, a series of videos are hitting YouTube under the cheerful premise relationship retard. Witness a bunch of for-the-most-part dateable people proclaim, with glee, all the ways in which they'll ruin your life after a couple of months' nesting-time. One will smash you with sarcasm; another vows he'll probably leave you for the neighbour.
If only you could gauge that stuff beforehand. But, given that you can't, might as well admit that you, too, are prone to some retarded relationship shit.
- Allan Gray graciously exploits the late James Dean.
- Denmark pulls tourism vid that (apparently?) depicts it as slutty.
- Vanksen's second annual Viral Film Festival is now accepting entries. Dust off your amateur vid brainchild, that tops short film you did, or an audiovisual tale whose launch got shafted, and turn it in before October 23rd. The Festival goes down in Paris on November 26th.
- GOOG to open DoubleClick ad exchange to AdWords and AdSense customers.
- Second Life sued by sex toy guy for sex toy knock-offs. Yeah. Virtual ones. We have no idea.
Fresh out of Singapore, and under the catchy slogan "Safe no matter what you make," Play-Doh's launched a series of magazine ads that depict weapons of suburban destruction made out of the claylike substance.
We like it, but only because we've relinquished all ties to the Kingdom of Heaven. On the serious though, the ads are running in at least one alt weekly rag that caters to free-thinking cafe-goers that are okay with this kind of humor without necessarily being god-awful parents.
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Milk's seen a fine trajectory: from nondescript white cereal enhancer to mustache marks on famous faces.
Ladies and gents, we have come a long way from the Dixie Chick days. In partnership with X-Men Origins, Wolverine's whipping out his indestructible talons for the Body By Milk campaign.
So Wheaties, the wholesome man's man cereal that once sported Michael Jordan on the box, has rebranded to reflect our taurine-powered, chrome-enhanced times.
Powering down on all that orange, the new Wheaties box is Basic Black with a metallic new brand name: FUEL. Just above is a casual (and yet not) assembly of sporty dudes with features that bring both Star Trek and Axe to mind. Yes, simultaneously.
No word on whether the Bom Chika Wah-Wah will be penetrating TV ads; we just hope all that FUEL doesn't manifest itself on unwitting tastebuds.
Make the Logo Bigger has a good assessment of why this approach sucks for cereal. In contrast, Plaid's Brand Flakes for Breakfast admits the box'll stand out -- that is, until all the other breakfasts of champions start following suit.
HBO follows up on the ridiculously-lauded Voyeur campaign with Imagine.
Visually, it's a storytelling mashup of the social cloud and the Mac Cube: a series of stories are told from different perspectives, and you'll need to see all four sides of each to get a complete picture of what's going on.
Production quality is, as always, Home Box Office-caliber. The first one we saw was Art Heist, and it sucked us into its drama-ridden tentacles with a quickness -- once we got the damn site to load. (Small price to pay for good ol'-fashioned passive entertainment.)
Also, doesn't seem to work on Firefox. Fix, somebody, fix!