"Birdhouse" is a painstakingly detailed spot about a relatable life chez bird, decompressing after a long day flying from branch to branch or whatever it is birds do.
He watches TV, gets the paper (from a pigeon!) and rifles through the fridge, ultimately settling for a bottle of Robinsons' Be Natural -- "Squash made from naturally sourced ingredients").
We have no idea what that tagline's all about, but the drink itself looks suspiciously like Tang.
Thank you, ShaveWet. We were beginning to think sex had stopped selling. As if the economy had killed it along with everything else. So thanks for uplifting our confidence. And if enough people fall prey to your sexualized manipulations, maybe you'll even bring some much needed stimulation to the economy. Hay, you're like economic Viagra. Yea, that's it.
And if you fail at swelling the economy to its former expansiveness, we can all just enjoy the harmless fantasy of a guy and three women having a good time in a hotel room. Shaving. With a lot of cream. While wet. In slow motion.
To promote Vodafone's wares in India, Ogilvy dreamt up a small community of incoherent, maniacally laughing, wingless birds called Zoozoos.
Mostly the Zoozoos do terrible things to each other and laugh. Each piece ends with some trite tie-in back to Vodafone.
The spots debuted during the Indian Premier League cricket tourney. (Appropriately, "Cricket Alerts" is embedded below. See more ads here.)
The magic of the Zoozoos lies in that they look animated but aren't. They're actually played by real people wearing white. You can find out what kind of Zoozoo you are at the Vodafone microsite. (Uh, diggin' how response 4 in question 1 automatically assumes you're a guy. But I guess if all Zoozoos have a package like this one, it goes without saying.)
There's just something wrong with food that resembles left over KFC chicken breading that's congealed to the point where it's nothing more than a fat-laden ball of over-cooked floor scraps. Perhaps Kellogg's Crunchy Nut Clusters aren't quite that disgusting but we (apparently) have a problem with food that, well, doesn't look like food.
OK, Carlton Draught, maker of The Big Ad, we do love your quirky approach to selling beer. For years, you managed to do it without making guys look like idiots or tantalizing us with bikini-clad bimbos. For that alone you should get some kind of award.
We like your new Drop the Bomb ad. Getting a car to hit a target from 14,000 feet above is more fun than watching two busty babes in bikinis wrestle in the mud. Oh wait. Well, maybe not as much fun but at least your effort required some brain power and skill to pull off.
Yes, you've done the skydiving thing before but tossing a car out of an airplane (yea, that's been done before, too) doesn't require breast implants. Huh? Anyway, it got a girl - who is fully clothed - a new car. How sweet.
We're a coupla months late on this one. But when a shirtless rambling Iggy Pop pushes insurance (--"ON MY INSURANCE!"), you can't let it lie without imposing it on others.
This is better than that one time Gene Simmons tried reigniting relevance through cola. Or almost anything Ozzy Osbourne's ever done for anybody.
Props to @tamega for sharing.
Kaiser Permanente continues its insufferable five-year-old "Thrive" campaign with two new ads, Kabuki and Mural.
The latter targets Spanish speakers without trying too hard (Latin music + "Viva bien." Way to go). Meanwhile, Kabuki features a Kaiser employee performing "Kabuki" with an electric guitar and selective gravity. He is later joined by a bunch of grinning people that tear off their clothes to reveal medical gear.
Campbell-Ewald (with help from Miami-based sister agency Accentmarketing) came up with this and the tagline du jour: "You and your Kaiser Permanente team. Together, you rock."
Fucking kill us. The campaign cost $50 million, and we apologize to the inhabitants of California, Oregon, Washington, Southern Colorado, Hawaii and Georgia, which will have to see it all over their daytime TV.
JWT Toronto has created a new commercial for STAND (Students Take Action Now Darfur) which follows a boy and his family as his village is attacked and the boy is killed while his brother looks on. The commercial closes with the boy stating his name and the tags, "Every death has a name. Every name has a story."
The spot points to Stand For the Dead where visitors can be "assigned an individual who has been killed in the genocide and carry on their fight now they are no longer able."
The commercial is oddly soothing for something that's supposed to call attention to a horrific situation. However, it's accessible as opposed to an in-your-face live action commercial that would just come off like some action movie with no meaning. This commercial draws you in and gives personality to the issue.
There's something ballsy about the UPS Store comparing itself to complex acrobatics or death by amphitheater. So, props for being flagrant.
But while the cardboard animation is fun to watch -- enchanting, even -- we could've done without the Universal Studios soundtrack, the extra-extra voiceover and the trite ending ("Hey, we do more than shipping!").
Apart from all that, pretty work by agency Doner and production firm Psyop.