Thursday, December 8, 2016
Ostentatious competitiveness. Surly looks. Drag races which endanger the lives of the Not One Percenters who might be trying to cross these urban streets. Concluding with a reminder that hey there are even more self-satisfied prigs willing to trash their Christmas trees if it means they get to show off the fact that....um, their cars go forward when you press the gas pedal.
Yeah, this is somebody's idea of what the holidays are all about. "Somebody" being pretty much everyone who writes commercials to be broadcast in the month of December. Because I'm not kidding- as I was watching the Ravens-Dolphins game Sunday afternoon I couldn't help noticing that at least nine out of ten of the ads broadcast featured the message that the best thing you can do for yourself this holiday season is to buy a car you probably don't need but will make you the envy of the neighborhood and in the end, what else really matters?
Merry....Um, something. I guess.
Tuesday, December 6, 2016
1. The grandparents, who follow their grandkid's twitter account and respond to the bitchy, spoiled-rotten "oh I have to spend a few hours at a house with no WiFi or Netflix just because it happens to contain elderly people I guess I'm related to" tweets by forking over god knows how much money to update their internet and cable system because Everything Must Be Made Perfect For Precious Granddaughter.
2. Wretchedly spoiled little monster grandchild, who publicly considers an afternoon without WiFi as "entering the gates of hell" and begs her Twitter followers to "pray for her" because oh my freaking god, she's going to have to survive several hours without indulging in electronic addition---err, entertainment. Horrors, an actual conversation with real people who may not be around next holiday season might result. Wouldn't that be a nightmare.
3. The company that is so craven that it sells this as a heartwarming tale of grandparents so determined to show well for Granddaughter that they invest in an upgraded service and If You Loved Your Grandkids You'd Do The Same And Then Maybe You'd See Them More Old Fogies. Sick, Xfinity. Truly Sick.
I didn't think it was possible for a commercial to make me long for a Lexus December to Remember ad, but this one comes pretty close. What a nightmare the modern world is.
Sunday, December 4, 2016
1. Is it fair to assume that if Samuel L Jackson was acting in a Capital One Commercial set in a library or hospital, he would still be yelling at me about the benefits of the credit card he's whoring? Seriously, what is it with this guy? The only films I can remember seeing in which he doesn't yell his lines are the Star Wars prequels- and a little yelling instead of his constant non-action and scenery-chewing intraspection might have really helped there. In this ad, it's completely unnecessary. Al Sharpton doesn't yell as often as this guy does.
2. Yes, the malls are full of stuff to buy, and I suppose that one reason why people cut back on their holiday spending is because of a lack of credit. But that's now what Mr Jackson is barking at us about in this ad. He's suggesting that we are holding back because the cards currently taking up space in our wallets simply don't provide enough rewards points to make buying something an attractive option. Um, in whose universe do people think like this? Samuel L Jackson's, I guess. When I use a credit card, I think of the interest I'll have to pay if I don't send the bank the full amount at the end of the month. The one percent apparently think more about how they are going to spend those awesome points they are tossed like crumbs from the table as rewards for accruing more debt. Good for them.
3. If Samuel L Jackson weren't in it, this would be the whitest commercial I've ever seen. Hell, even with him in it it's got to be in the top ten. My retinas are burning.
Saturday, December 3, 2016
Can we agree that Subway really knows construction workers?
For the past two weeks, the street outside my apartment is being torn up. This is the second time in eight years there is major work being done on the same section of street. I wonder if the same company is doing the work, and if anyone asked them why it wasn't done right the first time (or is it just par for the course for streets to need major work every eight years?)
Just like 90 percent of the "workers" out on my street, the guys in this ad are doing nothing resembling actual work. The people on my street are wearing hard hats and yellow and orange jackets and heavy boots and safety glasses because I guess that makes standing around watching one guy operate a piece of heavy machinery slightly less dangerous. The jokers in this Subway ad aren't even going through the motions of pretending to earn their $30 an hour- they've got their backs to the site, blathering away about Subway's jingle.
I guess I should be glad they just acting like lazy morons and not making lewd comments at women as they pass by. If they did that, I'd be convinced that Subway went out and found actual construction workers to star in their ad.
(Oh and BTW, in the outtakes one of the guys in the ad offers to "sign my sandwich" if I happen to bump into him at my neighborhood Subway. Um, seriously, buddy. Get over yourself. No one knows who you are and that's not going to change because you were a total tool in a Subway ad.)
Friday, December 2, 2016
....is when you realize that it's for dog food. And that it's not an SNL skit or some other form of brilliant snark.
Nope. The big buildup- the woman either being thrown out of the house or breaking up with her significant other or whatever that is, her quest for a hotel which takes pets (which fails on the first night, requiring her to sleep in the car,) her driving for what seems to be hundreds of miles, her finally finding a pet-friendly hotel after having a bitter, fruitless conversation with (presumably) her significant other which ends with her dropping the phone (and she's using a payphone, which I guess is supposed to be even more dramatic, besides marking her as the only adult in the United States under the age of forty who doesn't have a cell phone).....concludes with her opening a can of Cesar dog food and feeding it to her bestest friend. Two minutes of this. Two minutes of my life I'll never get back because I was curious enough to see how this ended up, at the end of which I was half-convinced it was going to be a pitch for the Church of Jesus Christ Latter-Day Saints because it sure looked like that. But it's a dog food ad. A dog food ad which is really, really ripe for parody for anyone who wants to take a crack at it. Won't be me, but someone just has to.
And by the way, "Road Trip?" Really? This woman acts as if she is fleeing an abusive relationship and except for her dog, her whole life is going to hell in a handbasket. That's what Cesar calls a "road trip?"
Tuesday, November 29, 2016
Actually, if your beer has your team's name on it and this is important to you, that makes you a pathetic tool, and about as far from a "legend" as you can get.
And in THIS commercial for the same product, the utter stupidity of going for beer because the company that made it also bought the rights to use the team logo is actually demonstrated when one of the actors sticks a can into a beer cozy with HIS team's logo on it. That's right, folks- you always could carry a beer with your team's logo, long before this dumb idea was greenlit by Bud Lite. It didn't even have to be a Bud Lite (even better.) You just needed to invest a dollar in a foam beer cozy.
"What if?" Yeah, what if? Not answered. Probably because "who gives a damn?" is a better question.
Oh but please acting like a moron with zero life or taste in beer, scruffy loser Steelers fan. Catch that beer passed to you by one of your equally vapid friends. Then please, open it immediately and let all that awful watery crap spray all over your face. Loser.
Sunday, November 27, 2016
1. I guess it's supposed to be "funny" that the guy unloading boxes from his trunk got a black eye from Black Friday shopping. Because being assaulted going for bargains- or any reason- is just f--ing HILARIOUS, especially during the holidays. Ugh.
2. The message here is that all of that awful violence and hassle could have been avoided if.....the injured guy had just done his Black Friday shopping at Buick? How does this make sense in any universe? So he wouldn't have been beaten up buying presents because that kind of thing doesn't happen at the Buick Dealership....but neither does buying presents for anyone, except maybe yourself.
"I found a way to avoid the hassle of Black Friday-- I went down to Buick and bought myself a new car." Um, what? Huh? How does this go over with the wife and kids? If this commercial was a scene in a bad sitcom, I'd suspect that the douchenozzle who bought himself a Buick might be in line for a black eye after all, he'll just have to wait for Christmas morning when he tells the people who live in that house with him that the Buick he came home with the day after Thanksgiving is the only present he bought because....well, Black Friday is dangerous.
I'd say this is going to get worse before it gets better, but seriously- how can it?