While we're not sure what making a bed has to do with a hospital's ability to successfully perform a hip replacement or being ranked tops among all hospital responding to a heart attack, we do like this new commercial from Boston-based Winsper for Exeter Hospital. Oh wait, we get it. Attention to detail. After all, a well made bed is certainly as important as performing open heart surgery.
OK. We jest. We get the analogy. Besides, the spot is just very soothing and who doesn't want to be soothed when faced with a nerve-racking hospital stay? Not us. We've been there.
Penny Denialer, the well-preserved materfamilias of Mackenzie Investments' "Denialers" campaign, began appearing in rich media ads on popular Canadian websites last week.
See her on Sweetspot.ca (you'll have to scroll way down). When engaged she'll say something decidedly wise like, "Whoever said money can't buy happiness was obviously shopping at the wrong website. Look at that." Then she'll stare with vacant Valley awe at the content of the page.
The ad invites traffic to burnrate.ca, where they can meet the Denialers, watch money burst into flames, and find out how to keep theirs from going up in smoke.
Put together by Lowe Roche, Toronto.
According to Collective Intellect, which tracked brand lift for advertisers before and after the Academy Awards, Dove outdid 10 other major advertisers, elevating its position 500 percent with pre-show buzz.
Consistency, and refining an old model, were probably key. Dove rehashed last year's campaign strategy: appealing to audience members to produce and rate ads for its Cream Oil product. The winner was a woman named Celeste Wouden, whose spot lacks the slapstick, paging-Cartoon-Network! feel we've come to expect from UGC efforts. In fact, it looks like a stock Dove commercial (and for WAY less money).
Watch the ad at DoveCreamOil.com. Runners-up can be seen in the gallery.
Yarg. To promote The Ruins -- a movie that, from what we can tell, is all about evil parasitic vines -- Ralph & Co. is encouraging internet users to disseminate this genuinely icky video. It literally hurts to watch and reminds us of this one time we had an ingrown hair that kept growing under our skin until finally... well, forget it.
Killer vines. Okay. Guess that's scarier than improbable monsters. But is it scarier than toothy vaginas and randy chlamydia?!! Well, maybe.
Pot Noodle's latest spot (released just in time for St. Patrick's Day!) isn't super-appetizing, but it kept us watching. It's a spoof on Guinness' Tipping Point, where a domino effect travels from a luxe office to the seedy interior of a village overflowing with costumed extras from every movie set ever.
Alternatively, Pot Noodle's Tipping Pot starts out with farts, bars and cigarette cartons before traveling through somebody's working-class home and ending ... well, you can guess.
We're not eating that. But we did make a dry coughing sound that approached a laugh, so ... cheers. See AKQA's previous Pot Noodle viral effort.
To celebrate the birth of four distinct company arms (with four unique specializations), The CementWorks launched a baby shower campaign for quadruplets. Watch the intro on their website -- very cute. (Possibly painful.)
Dividing itself into four realms followed the logic of "growing big by growing small." Read more about The CementBloc, The IronWorks, The StoneWorks and The CementBond.
An agency with industrial chic. Ayn Rand would be so proud.
Test your breath on an innocent bystander, courtesy of Scope and the fine people at Dentsu and Crush (Toronto). What have you got to lose? It won't be the last thing that attacks your ego today.
To show consumers their wannabe Hot Pockets are loaded with pizza stuff, Pizza Pops enlisted Cossette, Toronto, which got some boys that remind us of Smosh to star in these spots, Woodchipper and Campers. In each, the boys get a Pizza Pop to explode -- with results that would make Wes Craven beam. (Guess this whole dumbing-down-for-YouTube thing isn't over yet.)
The spots drive traffic to www.PizzaPopsareLoaded.com, which was hijacked by Citizens Against Pizza Pops, which is actually located at www.PizzaPops.ca. It has testimonials from people with pizza guts on their faces.
And that's about it, really.
OK, OK, we'll cover it. Geez. Just because all everyone thinks we write about here are boobs and booty doesn't mean we're always going to cover the latest nudie film from Abercrombie & Fitch. But, since you beg, we aim to oblige so here it is in all it's NSFW glory.
We could comment on how it degrades human morality or how, conversely, it celebrates one of the most normal human states we know, nudity, but we're not going to burden you with endless pontification that would amount to nothing more than endless babble. Speaking of endless babble, have we reached our word count so this text will properly wrap around the ubiquitous (obligatory?) racy image we've included here for you?
In a surprise twist of social networking fate, AOL buys Bebo, which is like MySpace with a British accent, less garish colours and funnier videos.
Word is that Bebo will help AOL expand internationally -- and by "help" we mean Bebo's gonna expand internationally and AOL will point and go, "That's totally US!" This year Bebo plans to breach Spain, the Netherlands, Italy, Germany and France.
Meanwhilst, AOL itself continues to hemorrhage value. Supposedly it's going to shaft half its sales force. Also, ad exec Curt Viebranz just left, and Time Warner CEO Jeff Bewkes openly admitted they're whoring for an offer. Or in his words, "whatever configuration makes it the strongest and most valuable."