April 8, 2008: With a link like slinkyfoxvideo.com (dead link. now here) and a red lingerie-clad, girl-next-door hottie like the one in this video, viewership is almost guaranteed. Here at Adrants, we've seen a lot of videos used to promote all sorts of things. A lot of them. Most of them terrible. This, though, is one of the best. One could argue it's just another trashy sex-sells piece of crap but one would be wrong. The content of the video is directly related to what's pitched at the end of the video and it's wonderfully done.
If you've been reading Adrants for a while or if you've worked in the ad business for more than a day, you are well aware sex plays a big role in advertising. You are probably also aware, or should be, the phrase "sex sells" really isn't all that true all the time.
While everyone likes to create a hot ad featuring hot people who spew endless double entendres every once in a while, it's not always the right direction to take for every brand and target audience. Many times a sex-laced ad can turn people off and do more harm than good to the brand.
Four Playboy playmates hit the slopes -- in the buff! -- on a set of limited-edition Burton "Love" snowboards.
Moms with kids are predictably unhappy -- and, just as predictably, a youngish guy with Alex Bogusky hair goes on the record with a nonchalant "They're just naked bodies."
In an odd approach to selling shoe polish that's not unlike methods used to sell cars by draping a woman across the hood of a vehicle, Kiwi, with help from Grey Hong Hong, has crafted a print campaign that's seemingly designed to elicit a collective "huh?" from anyone who flips a magazine's pages to the ad.
If Grey Hong Kong was going for that collective "huh?" and guaranteeing the page wouldn't be turned too quickly, they have, indeed, achieved that goal. After all, its not often you see miniature woman working diligently atop a pair of shoes to insure pristine shininess. In fact, it would be downright creepy to open the closet door in the morning to see these tiny polishers scampering about one's shoes. It's be enough to cause one to question one's mental faculties and run directly to the doctor's office.
- There are many ways to call attention to breast cancer awareness. This is yet another one which makes an interesting association between the affected body part and the company behind the awareness campaign.
- Wonder what the "born digital" crowd does all day long? Here's your answer.
- Gawker Media's Nick Denton has announced cutbacks at his company and predicts a challenging year ahead in 2009.
- Perhaps due to genuine interest or perhaps to hear how many times Palin would utter yet another soccer mom-ism, 69.9 million viewers tuned in to the Biden/Palin debate, more than the 52.4 million who watched Obama debate McCain.
Wait. What? There's haircare product in this ad? Damn! All I saw was a pair of colossal boobs bulging forth threatening to explode from the skimpy confines of a cleavage-bearing top. After stuffing my eyes back in their sockets and coming to the realization this was not, in fact, a Wonderbra ad, my eyes finally traveled to the lower right hand corner of the ad where, yes, bottle of Pantene product were displayed.
The ads are said to have been created by MastosGrey in Brazil. Sadly, they look like every other fake ad that employs the massive image/minuscule type approach to creativity. We may never know and, really, who cares. They're fun to look at. Let's just shut up and enjoy ;)
Is there anything more boring than insurance? You need it but it's one of the most unsexy things in this world. OK, so it's not like it hasn't been done before but this latest ad for Trident Insurance hides nothing and doesn't apologize for anything when, for a full minute and a half, it foists upon us nothing more than a bunch of women in white bikinis jumping up and down while the camera focuses on their jiggling (in slow motion, of course) breasts.
That's it. That's all there is to this commercial. There's nothing else to write about it other than, perhaps, an analysis of bikini style, breast size or fake or not commentary. And since Adrants is a serious publication covering the advertising industry, not sex, you really don't want want to read about all that, right?
In what appears to be a last ditch effort to make itself a relevant brand and something even the most fashion-unconscious would ever consider buying, Levis has resorted to grade school humor with Unbutton Your Beast. And, yes, they do mean the trouser snake.
Created by EVP and LAIKA/house, a collection of trouser puppets offer up nastiness you can send to your friends. It's not Dick in a Box which at least had the decency to leave something to the imagination. Nope, Unbutton Your beast is very blatantly all about what's behind the zipper and how much it wants to come out and play.
Wait for it. Wait for it. Wait for it. Oh, there it is! This two minute video for Vizelia, a software company that prides itself on helping save energy, takes :90 seconds longer than it needs to deliver its punchline and make it's point; that money saved by using Vizelia can be allocated to less mundane aspects of office life.
While the future of advertising may look bleak and frustrating to some given the economy and the ever changing media landscape, one thing can be guaranteed. There will always be ass in commercials.
Wait, what? How was this missed? We might have some slapping around to do here at the Adrants offices for staff missing this one. I mean we are talking cheerleaders here.Cheerleaders, people! That's bread and butter around here.
OK, so Undercover Cheerleaders, a creation of production company Hungryman TV, has a squad of cheerleaders, Steph Pearson, Nikki Williams (who, hmm...lives quite close to the Adrants mansion), Ash Simms, and Jess Powers who apparently didn't make the Cowboy squad so they go on adventures instead.
There are several adventures so far. One is called Selling Shit in which the cheerleaders create crap and sell it to prove anything can be sold with proper marketing, i.e. hot girls in, like, cheerleader uniforms. Um, like, yea.