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Annoying Adverts 2018

Bloke riding around South Central LA on a horse he saved from the knackers yard. For reasons beyond my comprehension, it's an advert for Guinness.
you aren't allowed to advertise alcohol except with strict restrictions. This leads to a) the odd/surral advert. Don't think Guinness has managed a decent one since the 'He waits, and tick followed tock' etc one. Horses heads foaming in the cresting wave. B&W. It was, despite itself a decent advert.

or

you do the WKD route and engineer a situation that never happens so you can see lads enjoying a drink (while not being happy or attractive because of the WKD, you see. No its the top fucking nandos bantz that these lads are enjoying. Deffo not getting pissed on shit PPS's that we had to rebrand in the 90s cos they were blatantly aimed at the under 16 market)


of these I prefer surreal but its not easy to pull off, and done wrong it just looks wank
 
The aftershave one with Johnny Depp driving into the desert in a muscle car and burying something - I thought that was an ad for a new film every time I saw it - 'oh, that looks good I'll watch tha....oh'
 
There's a terrible Guardian/Observer advert on acast which comes on before podcasts start, not sure if it's also on the radio or elsewhere on the web.

It's got a woman with a regional accent from Wigan/Bolton or thereabouts talking about how inspired you can be by reading their newspapers. I never knew the Observer could get me into poetry, or superfood samosas, or owt else, but apparently it can.

The whole thing is done in that m&s food advert tone, but with some jazz drumming in the background (cause you know, Guardian readers are simply inspired by jazz), except by using an accent from the provinces, they show how ordinary people don't have to be thick as fuck.

Suffice to say, it's as condascending as it gets and makes me want to put my foot right through the fucking pc every time it comes on. But then, I suppose the last laugh is on me, as I haven't bought the Guardian or Observer in over a decade. And am now even less likely to ever again. :thumbs:
 
Not really annoying as such but more fucked up.

My dentist was trying to push some expensive toothpaste the other day and gave a couple of free samples. Its gimmick seems to be that its black but its a super douper whitener because it has activated carbon or somesuch bollocks (Curaprox if you're bothered). Anyway I went to their website to try and find out a little more and found this advertising gem:

curaprox_the_brand.jpg


You fucking what? Which coked up marketing guru thought that a good idea and who on earth from the toothpaste company thought it a good idea?

Yeah, what about a scared looking blonde girl with a black guy who has his arm round her neck holding a toothbrush like a knife? Great idea!
 
Not really annoying as such but more fucked up.

My dentist was trying to push some expensive toothpaste the other day and gave a couple of free samples. Its gimmick seems to be that its black but its a super douper whitener because it has activated carbon or somesuch bollocks (Curaprox if you're bothered). Anyway I went to their website to try and find out a little more and found this advertising gem:

curaprox_the_brand.jpg


You fucking what? Which coked up marketing guru thought that a good idea and who on earth from the toothpaste company thought it a good idea?

Yeah, what about a scared looking blonde girl with a black guy who has his arm round her neck holding a toothbrush like a knife? Great idea!

You couldn't make it up, could you?

Except some marketing twat did.
 
I sadly watch a lot of daytime TV and it's all death and incontinence. I now find myself worrying about death approximately every 15 minutes, followed quickly by worrying about the fact that all these young women seem to be weeing themselves everywhere and are buying Tena pads rather than seeing their fucking GP as a first port of call.

Daytime tv advertising has normalised incontinence.
 
I sadly watch a lot of daytime TV and it's all death and incontinence. I now find myself worrying about death approximately every 15 minutes, followed quickly by worrying about the fact that all these young women seem to be weeing themselves everywhere and are buying Tena pads rather than seeing their fucking GP as a first port of call.

Daytime tv advertising has normalised incontinence.
The one we're the woman is on a zip wire to get wed would be much better if she left a stream of piss behind her. Like, this is what could happen if ya don't buy tena.
 
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