For client Nike, 72andSunny tapped Guy Ritchie to direct "The Next Level," a two-minute romp in the skin of an Arsenal soccer player.
Get a throbbing sense of a day in the life: star chums in your face, women kissing your fingertips, vomming behind the water coolers, knocking teeth out in the shower, admiring the other guy's sportier socks.
All that grit-dipped glam for the taking. Don't you wanna go quit school and play soccer?
Go be a hero and bend it.
I was probably sold on this video around the time Big Man on Campus went, "Cat gut. She's got more torque than most players can deal with."
The spot, for Wahl Trimmers, was put together by Leo Burnett, Detroit; Caviar Films, Beast Editorial, and Pluto and Milagro Post. If you're wondering why it needed so many supple fingers, you haven't watched it yet. Manipulating the furry rogue required genius.
Funny about Leo Burnett though. Isn't that the agency whose creatives grew 'staches for charity?
To distract from the UK's buzzkill of a climate, VisitBritain highlights the quirky Brits. (Think The Office, Spamalot and fried fish with mushy peas. They have much to teach us.)
Be a Brit Different (get it? GET IT?!!!!!) avails users to British bloggers and preferred music and movies, in addition to must-see destinations. It's a culture extravaganza.
Bloggers, which are heavily promoted, were recruited for their "Britishness." Content won't be filtered; then again, I haven't seen anything super-racy -- although Henry from London sorta reminds me of Bruce Campbell for Old Spice.
TBWA's TEQUILA\ built the site and conducted online outreach. The site targets East and West Coast Boomers that did the touristy travel stuff and want Real Culture.
Dear Amazon.com Customer,
As someone who purchased video games or music from genres included in the game, you might be interested in our Grand Theft Auto IV music downloads store.
This is part of an email pitch that preceded a GIGANTOR graphic inviting me to "Download music from Grand Theft Auto IV."
To keep wandering eyes from noticing it has stopped being cheap and its service has gotten all gnarly, Jetblue has launched "Happy Jetting" -- a campaign that encourages you to think that when you fly Jetblue, you ain't flyin', baby. You're jetting.
Right now I'm loving how the site, which is supposed to preach the benefits of Jetblue's user friendliness and "jetting" philosophy, hosts jack beyond an error page.
Way to jet, idiots!
Pay no attention to the gorgeous woman used in every shot of this teaser. We're not even sure why she's there. The real star of this promotional series is ... wait for it...
Life can be cruel. Here's a simple salve for that one time you:
o Were trapped in an elevator with diarrhea
o Discovered your adult illegitimate child
o Failed to pass for yourself in a lookalike contest (featuring Erik Estrada!)
Shop Bloom! It's the only grocery store I know of that's located in a cartoon meadow.
- Big spenders who can't be bothered to attend a fashion show: Prada wants your business. Click on "Prototypes Auction" at Prada.com to see what's bid-worthy.
- Product packaging can be vastly improved with the addition of Braille.
- Twitter, allegedly the 439th largest social networking site, is deemed niche but influential. (The niche aspect is part of what makes something influential in the first place ... right?)
- Yelp.com released a self-serving documentary to showcase its whole anti-Zagat, down-with-the-homies feel. The mini-doc was fast made mockumentary fodder by the anti-Yelp Elite, which seem to think Yelp's all about hair. No arguments here. And apparently Yelpers find the mock more amusing.
This one is called "Bing Bing." It's as sucky as the last one we played, but "Bing Bing" has comedic value: In lieu of traditional arcade sounds, a goofy recorded voice goes "Bing ... bing!" every time you smack into something.
We've seen weird shit sell razors before, but we've never seen an angle like this one.
For its Satinelle ice epilator, Philips explores the life of a transvestite. The premise is simple: he has feminine hair removal concerns AND a man's intolerance for pain.
I loved the spot's "tender journey" narrative. But that "Like all men he's not great with pain" jab? It's so wink-wink-nudge-nudge.
Jesus, Philips. You did a cool thing crossing the gender divide, but you screwed it all up with that last ra-ra for the Girls Team. We don't need to be coddled.
UPDATE, 5/19/08: Boinkology scored an interview with Karis, the dancer in the ad. The boobs were fake, and he thinks of himself as less of a "tranny" than a sexually evolved person. Neato.