Psychoblog

i don’t usually like adverts. i usually think they are silly and i would never buy their product out of principle, because their advert was so bad. sometimes i cave in, like with the smoothing hair serum thingy i saw on tv (it really does work), and l’oreal skin stuff (because i’m worth it, and all that). i do tend to subconsciously pick up the catchy tunes and sing them lots, to carl’s annoyance.

some adverts though are just great, and they deserve to be recognised as a piece of film in their own right.

this is my current favourite advert, because it’s just fab (quicktime file i think). although i think this advert set a precedent for it (it’s a .mpg file).

see, i am watching match of the day (sorry, the premiership) whilst i am typing this and thierry henri has just appeared to talk about aresenal’s game. i just expect him to say “hey bobby, what is the french for vavavoom?”.

there seem to be a few adverts around at the moment with dubbing to make it english. i wonder why they bother, since they never get it nearly right. even when they are dubbing english over english (why do they do that?). who makes it and decides that it is good enough to go out? who pays for it thinking that it is good enough to go out? and all those clever people who make the high-brow, abstract adverts. if i can’t tell what you are trying to sell then you have wasted your time.

oh my god, blues are beating man u on match of the day. this is all wrong. i want man u to win, and yet that is all wrong too.

i’m just rambling now. this is a poo blog post. brought to you by too much wine i think. never mind. just watch the adverts, smile and be happy.