Category Archives: Shoot the Messenger

Marketing and advertising.

Israeli Commercial Parodies Hamas Assassination While US TV Watchers Debate Failing Starlet’s Baby-Aimed Tantrum

OK, we get it. Life in the Middle East is way more real. You don’t have to go rubbing our noses in it.

While Americans are spending another day up-in-tweets about the Lindsay Lohan/E Trade litigation, over in Israel a supermarket chain is airing a TV commercial that parodies the assassination of a Hamas leader in Dubai earlier this year. The ad, reports the BBC, features garishly-costumed actors and security-camera-esque footage (blatant and unabashed references to the successful assassination scheme), as well as the tag line “We offer killer prices.”

No punches pulled. Man. You couldn’t just let us have this one, could you? We get a healthy nationwide debate going — Is Lindsay really a milkaholic? Does she have one-name star power? Is that baby wearing underwear? — and you gotta go and one-up us like this with your edginess and your jihad. Sheesh. Let someone else have the drama for once, wouldja.

Once Upon the Cutting Edge

Last month Wired started a new blog, Wired Reread, wherein they look back at ads and articles in old issues. Some, like the beauty above, are pure gold. Ah, MiniDisc. I remember my friend’s older brother had a MiniDisc player. I thought he was so hip to the new technologies.

And there’s the AT&T ad from March of 1995, which includes this prescient copy:

In the future no matter where you are, the nearest phone will be close at hand. Miniature. Wireless. Small enough to wear on your wrist. Yet powerful enough to reach anyone. Anywhere in the world. The strap-on telephone. The company that will bring it to you is AT&T.

Got most of that right. I’m a little uncomfortable with the “strap-on” part, though.

And will we ever be able to thank Motorola enough for loosing us from the shackles of fax stacks? Imagine, you would be swimming in those half-glossy curled sheets right now. The horror.

[Via Gizmodo]

Road Kill: Drive-By Mortuary Advertising

Another billboard story coming from Los Angeles. In a year-long campaign Glendale, Cali. funeral parlor Forest Lawn has put up 80 billboards across the county. Says the LA Business Journal:

The campaign features three separate characters–a Latino man, an elderly woman and an old hippie-juxtaposed against inappropriate epitaphs. For example, the bearded hippie is misidentiffed as having “Served under Reagan.” Then comes the punch line: “Don’t have someone else’s funeral.”

William Martin, spokesman for Forest Lawn Memorial Parks & Mortuaries, said the non-profit is trying to get people to think creatively about their funeral.

“A hippie’s funeral should be different than one for the thtee-piece-suit [sic.] Reagan guy,” Martin said.

When my friend in LA sent me a photo of the above billboard that she passes on her commute to work I initially figured it was political commentary. Commentary on what, I wasn’t so sure. Then I noticed the Forest Lawn name in the upper right corner — and I was hardly less baffled. I’d love to see the others.  What’s the opposite of a Latino? And an elderly woman? What’s the ironic/inappropriate epitaph for her — “Taken too soon”? I’m totally for shaking it up and introducing a little levity to a heavy and taboo subject, but I can’t imagine how Forest Lawn pulled it off.

If any of you out there in the LA area have seen the other two ads, the Unhappy Mediator would love to hear what they say. You’ve got til August to find ’em.

[Thanks – again – Hilla]

TV’s Most Meta Infomercial

It’s an infomercial. But it’s making fun of infomercials. But it’s still an infomercial. Whoa.

And… AND! It’s got Gilbert Gottfried. Freaking brilliant. I mean, if you’re going to have some announcer yell at you for being too idiotic to complete simple tasks, it might as well be Hollywood’s loudest man berating you via boob tube. You know, come to think of it, I never did see why I had to bend all the way over to put on and take off my shoes…

New! Now Tastes Like Before!

Colgate marketing: Reveling in the pleasures of a simpler time when men were men and toothpaste was toothpaste? Or trying too hard — and yet not nearly hard enough — to make regular ol’ paste sound appealing?

For the record:

Great
Pronunciation: \ˈgrāt, Southern also ˈgre(ə)t\
Function: adjective
remarkable in magnitude, degree, or effectiveness
eminent, distinguished  : chief or preeminent over others —often used in titles : aristocratic, grand

Reg·u·lar
Pronunciation: \ˈre-gyə-lər, ˈre-g(ə-)lər also ˈrā-\
Function: adjective
normal, standard

[Thanks, Skeener]

Un-Advertising: Your Commute, Now With Social Commentary

If you’re an LA commuter running out of things to say to the people in your car pool, try planning your route to work past the sites of the 21 soaring pieces of art in the MAK Center’s city-wide exhibition How Many Billboards? Art in Stead. (There’s an updated map of locations on the site.) Up through March, the project’s central idea is that, in the words of the director, Kimberli Meyer,

art should occupy a visible position in the cacophony of mediated images in the city, and it should do so without merely adding to the visual noise. How Many Billboards? Art In Stead proposes that art periodically displace advertisement in the urban environment.

Billboards are a dominant feature of the landscape in Los Angeles. Thousands line the city’s thoroughfares, delivering high-end commercial messages to a repeat audience. Given outdoor advertising’s strong presence in public space, it seems reasonable and exciting to set up the possibility for art to be present in this field. The sudden existence of artistic speech mixed in with commercial speech provides a refreshing change of pace. Commercial messaging tells you to buy; artistic messaging encourages you to look and to think.

Think of good, for example:

Or how big a snowball a person can fit in his mouth:

[Via UrbanDaddy. Thanks, Hilla]

Erstwhile Heartthrobs, Heavier, Hawk Headsets, Depress

I received this comment yesterday from a devoted reader:

  • eddie // Thursday February 4, 2010 at 5:04 pm

    no review of the bloated eric clapton shilling for t-mobile. oh look, its buddy guy calling, i wonder if any other irrelevant people will call.

  • Wouldn’t want to disappoint, Eddie, and indeed I’m pleased to take a moment for this ad.

    Bloated is right. And I’ll tell you what really grosses me out about this commercial: seeing Clapton-of-today’s puffy mane-framed face while hearing his voice say “I get off on.” Ew. There’s really an age at which one shouldn’t be allowed to say stuff like “get off” anymore. Whatever it is, he’s past it. As a consumer, I wouldn’t want to think of Eric Clapton getting off every time I get a call from a fading Blues musician. Doesn’t help none that the phone is called MyTouch. [shudder]

    And while we’re on the subject of mobile endorsements by once-desirable celebrities succumbed to severe edema…

    So where did all those minutes go, dough boy? Are they lost forever, along with all those offers for projects that aren’t humiliating? To wit:

    “This… this is just not right.”

    Couldn’t have said it better myself, Luke.

    Calling the Clio Committee

    Why do I love this commercial so much? You might think it’s because of the daughter’s incredible NY accent. No, that’s just, like, a supah oh-w-some bow-nus. I like this commercial because these two are actually good actors. Especially the injured Pop. Totally believable. Not like that sham Hillside Honda romance. (While you’re at it – please check out some of the comments under the video on the YouTube. Classy.) With all the unwatchable commercial acting out there, let’s recognize how remarkably decent these performances are.

    Related: Commercials Worth Watching: J&R

    Ass Effects

    Most writers will probably tell you that if you want your writing to come out well it’s important to read your work aloud. Things that look good on the page and may make perfect logical sense often come out awkward or confusing when verbalized.

    So one might wonder what they were thinking over at Eisai/PriCara when they named their acid reflux mediation AcipHex. Or how their commercials got by the ad group without anyone raising a hand with a discomfited clearing of the throat, “ahem, did he, uh… does anyone else think it sounds like…?”

    But it might explain why they started looking for a new marketing manager for the product a month and a half ago:

    Requirements: Self starter, multi-tasker, understands rhyming.

    Commercials Worth Watching: J&R

    If you live outside NYC you’ve probably never gotten to enjoy the brilliant commercials for lower Manhattan’s J&R electronics superstore. If you’re here and you haven’t seen one today, it’s time.

    yes.

    yes.

    and also yes.

    They were produced by New York ad agency Toy, which has also done work for Virgin Mobile and Office Max. So simple. So good.