We predict over the next year the proportional number of MINI's involved in car accidents will far outweigh that of any other vehicle. Why? Because MINI has deemed it worthy to provide access to popular social networks directly from the dashboard. We all know people can't text and drive so why would anyone think doing a very similar thing interacting with the dashboard would be any different? Yes, interacting with the dashboard is probably easier than interacting with a phone but it's still a diversion.
Like a Stepford wife crossed with a daydreaming porn star, Megan Fox peers longingly into the camera...in slow motion, of course...in an attempt to get us to buy Giorgia Armani Beauty products. This work follows a commercial called The tip Fox previously did during which she tantalized a waiter by getting dressed in front of him. It was far hotter than this current work which insist upon going in an over-stylized direction that doesn't so much sell cosmetics as it does hit us over the head with a stick once again issuing the painful reminder most of us are not and never will be as hot as Megan Fox.
We love the tagline of this new David&Goliath-created Kia commercial, "No one ever dreamt of driving a mid-sized sedan. Until now." This tagline follows the mystical adventure of a boy whose bed turns into a moving vehicle that takes him on a magical tour into the night towards a very dreamy looking San Francisco.
As he crosses the Golden Gate, he's accompanied by a white horse, a couple of knights and a very Hogwarts Express looking train...filed with animals and a very cute looking little girl.
The boy and his bed then zoom through a tunnel and reappear as Kia Optima and grown man.
Hey, it's just a car commercial but it's far more engaging than most of the other automotive crap out there today. Thanks, David&Goliath...who had wondrous production assistance from Beacon Street Studios and director Lance Accord.
Almost reminiscent of the epic Carlton Draught Big Ad (which you absolutely must watch again), Clemenger BBDO is out with another epic Australian beer commercial. The ad begins with epic music accompanying an epic journey through epically beautiful Brewtopia to an epic Parthenon atop the epic Mount Utopia which offers up even more epicness like a white flying horse and epic looking pure blonde beer babes dressed in flowing white robes who serve up Pure Blonde beer.
It's all...well...epically epic. That is until one guy is epically rude and destroys every last bit of epicness with a tiny burp which turns epic as it echoes through the mountaintops until it causes the epic destruction of the previously epic Mount Utopia.
All that's left standing are the two guys, their two beers and the dress one guy ripped off the epically beautiful pure Blonde beer babe.
We'd like to personally thank DDB Mudra for crafting a car commercial that isn't shot on a winding mountain road, doesn't portray the vehicle as if it were an extension of one's personality and doesn't contain the disclaimer, "Professional driver. Do not attempt on your own."
DDB Mudra came up with a concept that actually says something about the car and about the people who built it. Yes, it's goofy but it's makes a powerful point: the people who build the Volkswagen Vento are very proud of their work, love the fruits of their labor and hope the final product will be well cared for by its owner.
Guess it's time for the Doritos Crash the Super Bowl thing again. And along with that, the continuous perpetration of man (the species) as idiotic imbeciles. To be clear, we're not talking about the idiocy and stupidity of this particular ad's creators. Not at all. Rather the supremely idiotic behavior displayed by one of the characters in the ad.
Didn't you know? What? You didn't? Well let us let you in on a little secret. If you want to have hot passionate sex with that hunk you've been drooling over, ladies, all you have to do is slap on some Gucci Guilty and the man of your dreams will miraculous appear and ravage you to completion.
Actually, that's a lie. Why? Because it was in a commercial. No. In the real world, men don't need much motivation at all when it comes to that particular activity. You barely have to smile and the guy already wants to hop on. But this is Gucci we're taking about so that line of thinking is a bit crass here.
The YouTube comments are the best thing about this new commercial touting the Kindle's ability to supposedly read more easily in direct sunlight. As a man struggles to read through the glare on his iPad, a woman (hot, naturally) reads her Kindle with ease. And, much like a detergent commercial where people speak in unnatural ad-isms, the woman says, "It's a Kindle. $139. I actually paid more for these sunglasses."
The commenters see right through the sham, though. One writes, "'Excuse me, why can't I read this, in this light?' 'Sir, it's your iPad, it's full brightness is turned down for this commercial.' 'Kindle also won't tell you that in an opposite situation, the iPad will read books in the dark, the Kindle won't. How's that for equal?'"
Another writes, "Girl says 'I spent $150 dollars on sunglasses.' Guy hears 'I am high maintenance and will bleed your wallet dry and cheat on you.' The all new Kindle, the rich bitch sensation."
And a third sums up the idiocy of it all writing, "I just bought a Kindle, and I have an iPhone 4 and iPad (and several Apple computers). I've been reading on the iPad, but the Kindle is a lot better for it. I wouldn't try to surf the web on the Kindle though. They're different devices. If you have a chance to use them both you'll laugh that they even get compared."
Enough said. Stupid commercial.
Guy Ritchie, one of the first big name directors to make a commercial (BMW's The Hire), has teamed with his Sherlock Holmes star, Jude Law, and Slovak model Michaela Kocianova to create a five minute film for Dior Homme. OK, it's really a four minute film becasue the entire last minute is just movie-style credits.
The film is all noir and shit with Kocianova helping him dress as he speaks to another woman on the telephone. Or something like that. Who the hell knows. It's hard to tell who's talking to whom in this film or what the hell's going on. But, I guess it doesn't really matter because, well, nothing ever does when it comes to high fashion. The more logically whacked it is, the better.
Of course, none of this matters. The only important thing is that a mood is created, the product is shot and a mysterious overtone is created. And this film succeeds at all three.
After all, what else can a fragrance ad say? Buy our smelly shit and spray it on your neck? Nope. That's just way too boring.
In Australia it's sexist to ask your wife to clean the house. Oh wait, it's sexist everywhere because, as we all know, asking a stay-at-home mom to, well, stay at home and take care of the house is just wrong.
This My Local VIP cleaning service ad depicts a man returning from work to a house he thought would be cleaned while he was away. Well, apparently, mom was too busy with the kids and all that goes along with managing a household.
My Local VIP has received a few complaints from viewers who say the ad is sexist. Is it? Answer this question honestly. If you (male or female) returned home from work expecting the house to be clean (because you and your spouse talked about it getting cleaned in the morning before you went to work) and it was a mess, would you ask, "Honey, I thought you were going to clean the house today?" Or would you say, "Honey, you must have had a really tough day. It looks like the kids ran you ragged. why don't you go have a seat and I'll get you a glass of wine." Answer honestly.