Either Kevin Bacon has a great sense of humor or he finally got sick of the whole "six degrees of Kevin Bacon" and decided to cash in. Adland received a promotional email from "Kevin Bacon" promoting a program called Six Degrees which "makes it easy for you to raise awareness and support for a charity that's important to you." The email urges recipients to make their own Six Degrees AIM page to highlight charity an individual is interested in and promises to help the individual raise money for that charity. It's a social networking play that's a nod to the "six degrees of separation" thing that was, itself, social networking before it was called social networking.
As Adland properly states, the choice of Kevin Bacon is the "best choice of celebrity spokesperson for 2007." We'd have to agree.
Apparently, Minnesota Timberwolves forward Kevin Garnett will appear in a Footlocker commercial during the Super Bowl. But that's not the news. It seems the folks handling Footlocker want to guarantee viewership of the commercial by embedding a "secret website" address promoting a contest in the spot and telling everyone about it by seeding a "hidden camera" video in which the "secret" is revealed. Oooo. Get your TiVos ready everyone. This one's gonna be a doosey! And, like, no one has ever done this before either so that's what makes this so, sooooo cool!
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For its Life Comes at You Fast campaign, Nationwide Mutual Insurance Co. makes K-Fed its new Super Bowl poster boy, succeeding Fabio in a popular ad that ran last year.
The idea is to have Federline living out a menagerie of rap cliches before he's snapped back into reality - that being his life at a fast food restaurant with his screaming boss.
The National Restaurant Association complains that the ad denigrates restaurant workers. They'd like Nationwide to do away with the K-Fed cliche, but they ain't budging, explaining the ad is about surprise, not the unpleasant conditions of fast food work. In our opinion they ought to be thanking the company as K-Fed's lackluster album is one of those oeuvres that actually might make a disgruntled restaurant worker feel better about being a restaurant worker.
We stood behind Rosie after that Donald Trump nonsense. We like that she stuck by what she said even when the Trumpster threatened to fling a lawsuit in her direction on one of his ninja-star toupees. But this makes us feel funky about her.
Kimberly-Clark hits The View to push their room makeover sweepstakes. Rosie gets exhaustively excited and right when we think she can't look more insane she does a Broadway number complete with dancing K-C products. And that's not something we could have made up even if we tried really, really hard.
Rosie, we hate to be the ones to tell you, but you're not funny anymore. We can't remember whether you ever really were. You're a bit cartoony. And not in a neat Jim Carey way. You're more like, well, that Roger Rabbit villain who tried to kill the other cartoons with Dip.
He gave us the horrors. And these days, you do too.
MIT Advertising Lab writes "Can't believe I beat Adrants to a post with a semi-naked woman peddling a product, but here it is." Unfortunately, we are both six months late featuring the bikini-clad Carmen Elektra whose bulging breasts far exceed the capabilities of her cherry designed top while she poses with a bottle of Coke. What does this have to do with advertising? Absolutely nothing other than to combat the dearth of featured flesh here on Adrants. Drool more here. Letters of complaint can be addressed to email@example.com.
In their usual mod, somewhat Stepford style, Target takes the Beatles' "Hello, Goodbye" and makes one critical improvement, which they flash intermittently throughout the ad.
We'll grant it that John Lennon maybe had spelling issues but whether he meant "goodbuy" is not for us to say. Sir McCartney's staying mum. Guess we'll never know.
This is way better than turning Audrey Hepburn into the posthumous spokesgirl for Gap, yeah? If only the dead could protest on their own. Actually Orville Redenbacher might just be able to.
Brazilians can keep things hot. YouTube was recently shut down in Brazil after model Daniela Cicarelli won an injunction against them for perpetuating a video of her and a boyfriend having sex on the beach.
Why do celebrities act confounded after getting caught having sex in public? Let's just make it a rule of thumb that, famous or not, public sex conceives sex tapes. We've accepted it. Why can't they?
We're amazed by how the Patriot Act has affected every one of our rights except protection from double jeopardy, which remains Simpson's ongoing joke on a rubbernecking nation.
It was only a matter of time before the definitive chapter of his botched If I Did It... book leaked to the press. Our favourite part of what he would have done (if he did it) was the end: "Then something went horribly wrong, and I know what happened, but I can't tell you exactly how."
Laughter. And the smacking of gloved hands.
Read the rest of the chapter summary here.
We'd never be able to turn down anything involving Nick Cannon, and 5W clearly hopes you feel the same way because they've just crowned the young Wild'n Out star with dinner host status for Sundance Escape '07. Other celebs you'd die before missing, we're sure, include poker prodigy Doyle Brunson, who'll also be signing autographs for a book he wrote.
5W PR CEO Ronn Torossian gushes, "We are thrilled to have a presence this year, and to have our clients Evian, Anheuser-Busch and Doyle Brunson, joining." Yeah, presence for these sorts of things is always a plus. The fun goes down in Park City, UT from January 18th- 22nd.
If for some incomprehensible reason you can't make it in the flesh, mouth Nick Cannon's raps in your living room while watching the whole thing live on Stickam. We wouldn't miss it even if we had terminal cancer, so be there or risk making the mistake of your life.
Stashwax makes a Braveheart spoof with the anti-Semitic comments Gibson made during his Malibu DUI arrest. Saturday Night Live does the same thing (but slightly better) with Apocalypto. We have to admit Gibson makes the pairing of his melodramatic films and drunken bigoted hyperbole a little irresistible.
Despite this inarguable fact, Stashwax has its panties in a twist over SNL's outright piracy of "their" idea, even showcasing this momentous battle on their homepage. Stashwax President Lloyd Grenache tastefully adds, "Stay off our gags [...] Gibson is our Anti-Semite - go find your own."
Looks like Stashwax is trying to leverage itself by suggesting it's SNL's only logical media nemesis. And we're sure we haven't seen the end of one-upmanship between TV and the 'net. But there's really no contest here. South Park has long owned Mel Gibson with its own artful rendering way back when Passion of the Christ came out. Sorry.