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By mw2828, Section Journals
Listen, I'm going to make this quick. This is completely off the cuff. I'm skipping Microsoft word, its annoying squiggly green and red lines, just to say this one thing.
We sport fans are being subjected, in our markets, to an awful commercial. It appears at least five or six times per Yankee game, often BETWEEN EVERY INNING of the radio broadcast, and it is truly mind numbing. Words can't describe the heinous act perpetrated against my eardrums when Taylor Hicks' Ford Commercial makes it's regularly scheduled appearance into my life. Make it stop. Here's this freaking guy, dancing on a depressing glass stage like a drunken chimpanzee, flicking the camera like he's an untamable product of immense talent, spinning in a circle like he's burning supernova that only the wind's of nature could possibly comprehend, and singing, [is that singing or a sign of the Apocalypse?] some half baked song about his desire to get both what he wants and what he needs, before warbling on about some kind of possibility. I mean, does anyone like this commercial? Is there one person who doesn't get completely disgusted when it comes on? And isn't it funny how this guy looks like someone pretending he's famous? Honestly, what the commercial really reminds me of is some yokel who broke into a studio and started belting out his worst vocals, only this time it got caught from multiple camera angles. Who directed this? What were the conversations like on set? " OK Taylor, now I want you to flick at the camera like you're a real bad ass, and than spin around in a pointless circle. And really get into that possibility. Make me believe it. POSS-IBI-LITY! Yeah, alright, now let's make the magic happen!" This is the new American Idol? This is the best we can do? We get a lounge singer harmonizing about buying a Ford, really? Oh, and what the hell does the song have to do with cars? Riddle me that, Batman. During this awful rendition of symphony from the ninth circle of hell, we suddenly cut to the brand new Ford line of cars being driven across ROCKY TERRAIN. Huh? What really is going on here? Think about how Hicks is portrayed; cocky, confident, he knows what he wants and he gets it. So, he knows Ford, he wants a Ford, and he gets a Ford. That's why he's a big moron dancing on an empty stage with nobody watching him. See, this AD invites us to be Hicks. We should know what we want. We should get what we need. We should have possibilities Goddamnit. And the answer is Ford, baby. Well screw Ford and this commercial. I don't want to be Taylor Hicks. I don't want a Ford. I want to be the guy pointing and laughing at this horrendous joke of advertising run amok. And, thankfully, showing this country is still sound of mind, so do you.
Hopefully.
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