For Weta Workshops, which makes action figures and other collectible props for movies and stuff, New Zealand's Touch/Case Next gives us SteamPunk ray guns.
And best of all, the ray guns are real (if not really deadly, at least really for sale). Models like the ManMelter 3600ZX and the FMOM INDUSTRIES Wave Disrupter are "constructed from metal with some glass parts," and only 500 of each is being manufactured.
Tell us that doesn't bring your lawn dart-loving '80s baby out to play, and we will glower at you in disdain.
For our own purposes, the Goliathon 83 dissolves seven-ninths of an elephant in 10 earth seconds. We could really use that kind of power whilst standing in line at the post office.
Propaganda and advertising play in the same sandbox. With that in mind, we re-examine Forbes' longtime "Join the Movement!" marketing stint, where images like this and this are used to trigger a taste for the concrete jungle that recalls a certain Slavic brio (1, 2).
The Economist kinda does it, too.
When did red become the new green? Are they two sides of the same coin? Oh God, is that what Christmas is all about?!
Dripping with egotistical irony, this Giovanni+Draftfcb Rio de Janeiro-created campaign for the Creative Club of Rio de Janeiro rips on the nation's apparent obsession with the use of homeless and disabled people in advertising seemingly to achieve creative brilliance and win awards at their expense.
With headlines, "I helped a copywriter become a creative director", "I've made a creative team win a lion at Cannes" and "Thanks to us. An art director had his salary doubled," pulls no punches while, at the same time, does the very thing it's trying to stop.
Leo Burnett made this pretty little GreenPeace video for Japan, which is currently undergoing some drama having to do with whaling and such.
Because whale meat was the main source of protein for the island after WWII, Japan feels it has the right to go on whaling, even if there's no demand for the meat (according to the Greenpeace pressie, considering we don't ourselves know how much or how little the island folk need whale meat today).
So Greenpeace goes, okay, let's restructure this historical conversation and turn the notion of man-to-whale relationships into one of reciprocal respect, instead of a Giving Tree situation (we hated that book, by the way) - where one side keeps giving until there's just nothing left.
The United Colors of Who? Oh, Benetton. Sorry. It's just been years since we've seen anything from the clothier. In fact, we figured they went out of business but no. They are back and this time they are taking on the cause of domestic violence. Each ad stylishly coordinates their clothing line's colors with the bruises on women's faces to drive home the message. Damn. Did we just say "drive home the message?" Sorry, we thought we left that in the conference room years ago after realizing a message can't actually be driven and that saying stuff like that makes one appear to be an idiot. OK so maybe mobile billboards are an exception but we digress.
Benetton is back and they have a message. And as a bonus, maybe the campaign itself will deliver its own version of violence in the form of a slap upside the head of fashionistas who are more concerned with how they look than the plight of women around the world. Damn, that was bitchy.
UPDATE: Surprise, surprise. They're fake. Yawn.
Hillary, who for the 2008 presidential campaign is pushing viral in a big way, recently invited would-be voters to help her pick a campaign song.
Here she discusses the results and even sort of invites people to laugh at her, except with Hillary one never feels comfortable laughing about anything.
If we were Hillary we'd play the Darth Vader theme everywhere we went and act really pompous (think Xerxes, 300).
Hit the Hillary Clinton website to find out which song won. It probably wasn't the Darth Vader theme, but that would have cost way too much anyway. Sanjaya's looking for a gig, though.
Looks like someone watched a Harry Potter movie right before concepting this ad campaign for Mylanta. Just as Harry blew up his aunt until she floated away in the second (I think) Harry Potter movie, Colenso BBDO, who, we're told, created the campiagn, has people blowing up with gastrointestinal gas and floating away. Mylanta, of course, is there to rescue. See all the ads here.
We don't claim to understand Svedka's ad campaigns. To be honest, we don't even really want to, because it would force us to think too hard, and that would probably be playing right into the hands of the more efficient stainless-steel race.
What we know: there are fembots. The fembots are political. They might even take over. And for some reason beyond us, there's a gay theme.
That's all we need to know, really. But Copyranter finds all these (potentially vodka-induced) loose ends really frustrating.
Here we have another Ray Ban video for the Never Hide campaign. Continuing down the path of arbitrary-but-watchable, a couple makes out all over town.
Yeah, that's the whole ad. And before you go, "WTF, dude, why is that watchable?" we have to ask, would you turn away or keep staring if you saw this in real life?
Candystand keeps us occupied through the night with a new ad featuring Steve-O of Jackass.
Watch Steve-O get buried in sand. We're kind of amused, but not as much as we were when he pierced his ass cheeks together.
Off the subject of Steve-O, how is it Candystand can push mojito flavoured gum but Cocaine gets castrated?