Following their Tuesday debate, both Obama and McCain's campaigns have released ads riffing off something the other person said. Well, that's not completely true. Both ads appear to revolve entirely around Obama, actually.
See McCain call Obama not presidential. See Obama accuse McCain of wanting to tax businesses for health care coverage.
The usual down-to-the-wire campaign crap, but I prefer how Obama's positioned himself as the calm guy who elucidates muddy slogans. McCain, as always, pulls the fear card.
Thirsty for more? See more McCain and Obama ads.
- Doritos is holding another CGM contest for the Super Bowl. Ooh, but there's a twist: win $1 million if your spot becomes the FIRST EVAR! consumer-generated ad to take No. 1 in USA Today's Ad Meter. (Here's what won last year.) Entries welcome 'til November 16.
- Given that people and dinosaurs walked the earth at the same time,* it's totally probable dinosaurs caught the social media bug from its Homo sapien homies. Isn't Facebook, like, 200 million years old or something?
- Bill Gates in a condom ad! No, not really, but that penis makes a resonant impression.
Back in the day, there was a football player named Joe Namath. Perhaps you've heard of him? No? Well, he was the man back when men were men and football was football. Anyway, he "stars" in a new commercial hyping the New York Jets Coaches Club and the new Jets stadium which is set to open in Fall 2010.
Watch closely. Looks like Namath got a new haircut.
Sometimes we have to get lost to find ourselves. Sometimes we have to push away life's mundane, trivial, unimportant and, in the greater scheme of things, entirely pointless aspects of daily life in order to truly appreciate life and all the beautiful things in it. To treasure what really matters. To rediscover what first enthralled you with the people in your life. To understand there is much more to life than work.
These are the stunningly beautiful messages within Baz Luhrmann's new commercials (Kate, Lee Ming) for Australia's tourism campaign. The work does a spectacular job of making Australia a far more interesting place then the previous "Where the bloody hell are you?" campaign ever could.
Giving the New and Improved! Ask.com a promotional kick, Hanft Raboy & Partners personified the nagging questions that sit fussing in the back of our heads -- or, in this case, on our shoulders.
Watch as an elephantine nag weighs down an inquisitive 8th-grade boy. Here, a cop contemplates where to meet cool girls. And in our favourite spot, a pregnant woman wonders, "Can I eat eggs, clams and crab legs?" -- through an elderly Indian man.
Each question-asker accentuates its host's musings in a slightly tone-deaf way, imbuing the spots with quirky charm. And the tagline ensures we know exactly what each shoulder-bound burden represents: "Get the best answers to all your nagging questions."
I don't know why it would matter, but the Minnesota State Lottery seems to think a longer lotto game would dramatically lengthen the thrill of (possibly) winning.
To promote the new Print-N-Plays, Colle+McVoy launched three spots that depict ecstatic lottery-playing moments in slow-mo. Nice touch with the dramatic score.
See Coach, Librarian and Slacker.
Here's "Life Story," a spot by IBD Brands for the Panasonic Lumix camera. It's narrated by a guy trying to capture meaningful moments of his life -- except the most crucial factor (his face) keeps getting cut out. Hence the need for a Lumix, which sports a wide-angle lens.
In IBD Brand's "Make Me High" for J. Hampstead Fabrics, Bollywood actress Priyanka Chopra does a sensual, ribbony wind dance with her bedsheets.
They convey her into the air before she alights angelically upon some faceless dude, strokes his shoulder and croons, "I've never felt so close to my man."
Cheesy, so cheesy, and there doesn't appear to be any connection with the fabric and the love interest at all. Did he precipitate the wind dance? Or did fine fabric save their fraying relationship? One commenter was all, "I was hoping the fabric was connected to his suit as workers were still stitching it."
That would've been fun to watch. This rang more like a parody for an early-'90s perfume ad: it felt loaded with banal effects (hot actress, out-of-body experience, a thin stab at love) but lacked sublimity.
Sometimes driving alone and all the mind wandering that comes with it can be a therapeutic experience. Other times it can just suck, be boring or make you want to fall asleep. Driver Assist Connect, a gadget that projects a holographic image to the passenger seat of your car aims to keep you company, keep you awake and, in your absence, help prevent people from stealing your car.
The product could come in handy when driving to work alone allowing one to scoot down the less jammed, two-per-vehicle express lane. It could also cause problems when inadvertently switched on while driving past one's significant other. Or, conversely, it could aid in the creation of jealousy, an occasional but much-needed card in the relationship game.
The ads themselves are of the cheesy infomercial variety variety; poorly acted, oddly scripted and produced with the finesse of a sledgehammer.
What would happen if a Thickburger jumped into a cold swimming pool? "Shrinkage" -- one ad among many for Hardee's Little Thickburger. Despite its focus on (small) size, (wide) breadth and general meatiness, it is radically devoid of gigantic titty jokes or other innuendos.
Each spot sports its own overly cute Thickburger-vs-Little-Thickburger comparison and ends with the same glib line: "It's a Thickburger, but little."
If Daria ever went into advertising, a slogan like that would've been her magnum opus.