Sunday, November 18, 2007

Speckles that Sparkle.



The above graphic is a scan of a pack of Orbitz® chewing gum.

The scan below is a detail.



Here's the deal - and this is straight from the box:

Chewing 2 pieces of Orbit White after eating and drinking helps: • remove stains and whiten teeth based on an 8-week clinical test"

Put aside that you have to eat this stuff 6+/day for 56 DAYS to experience the "help" in removing stains and whiten teeth.

Try to dismiss any mental images of what a "Melon Breeze" is like. (I'm seeing people running in terror under a hail of cantalopes - orange splats on concrete, people hiding under cars, window panes shattering...)

Ignore the quirky dance-move illustration that suggests you play basketball with the trashcan.

Focus on the mysterious two-words "...sparkling speckles."

Not mere speckles - SPARKLING speckles.

Just the other day, I was in the Speckle Aisle at the store, checking the list to make sure I got the right Speckles for the week and I didn't see any Sparkling Speckles. Of course, Orbit White might be buying all of them up - hoarding the precious supply to ensure exclusivity.

Bah...I can't go on. Too much cynicism makes me lose my shimmer.

Nevertheless, take the "sparkle" challenge yourself and look for those odd, mysterious bits of copy that promise so much but mean nothing.

It takes effort to write copy that truly sparkles, but not as much effort as 8 pieces of gum every day for nearly two months.

Or standing outside during a Melon Breeze.

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

The Emperor's old clothes.



I found the graphic above at a flickr.com site...it's a jar of Video brand strawberry preserves. Don't laugh.

Names are important - in one glance, the name "says" who, what, why, when, how...pretty important stuff for a product to say.

Did "Video" mean electronic jelly? Preserves that were a conduit for moving images?

Or was the name merely the cynical spit of some cigar-chomping wiseguy - "We need sumthin' snappy! Somethin'the kids'n moms want...like that television thing. Video they call it. That's it! We'll name our jam VIDEO!"

Silly now...but that's the thing with fashion. It seems like a good idea at the time. Like naming a jar of preserves after the current wave of tech. Can you imagine "Bluetooth Jam"?

But even spot-on names & products can spawn the marketing dry-heaves...



"Honey, these hamburgers just taste...well, like barf. They need something..."

"Like a lift?"

"Yeah! A lift! These burgers need a LIFT!"

Wonder what would happen if someone tried to introduce such mysterious packaging NOWdays?! Don't bring up "Hamburger Helper" - that box is so full of copy, even a first-grader can discern the threat of eating dredge.

As much as I stand to profit from clients who want to design "new" and "improved" there's always that gnawing knowledge that someone CAN get it right the first time.

Wouldn't have any trouble picking Bayer® off the shelf today...and just as well.

Packaging circa 1955.

Friday, November 09, 2007

The Apocalypse has been delayed.



The above graphic is the splashpage for Batter Blaster - squirt-on pancake & waffle batter.

Sweet jiminy on a stove, human genius is alive!

I promise these guys aren't a client...they're not even buddies. They could be pod-people from Planet X but one thing is for sure - BATTER BLASTER MAKES SENSE!

"DAD DAD DAD DAD DAD MAKE PANCAKES PLEEEEEEEASE PLEEEASE PLLLEEEEEEAAASE!?!?"

"Oh man...didn't we just finally finish cleaning up from LAST YEAR?!"

No more giant bowls, powder, oil...or chipping dried batter off the floor. Just tip & spray...and flip when toasty brown.

All "Batter Blaster" has to do is taste good and they should have a hit. Blueberry, apple & cinammon, strawberry & bannana...I'm there already and I haven't even seen the stuff in real life!

PS - I called BB to make sure they were fer-real. They are. They're nice, too. From the sounds of things, they're a small company that's working hard to make a go. If you see BB, I hope you give it a try and even more, I hope it lives up to its promise.

Thursday, November 01, 2007

A photographer's last day at "Intuitive Surgical, Inc."



The photo above is from an article in a regional "guy" magazine - PRIME - that touts the latest advances in "robotic surgery" at a local hospital.

Do you see the quantum leap in medical technology?

Do you see the improved health & being of the patient?

Do you see the surgeon honing his/her already razor-sharp expertise?

Or...

Do you see a doctor with his head in an elephant's arse while the nurse spazzes around an empty gurney...?

Oh. Man.

It's one thing when your latest'n greatest tech is abstract and hard to photograph. It's another when the photographer simply gets everything wrong.

No offense to Prime Magazine - they're doing alittle advertorial using photography supplied by the robotic surgery machine's manufacturer, Intuitive Surgical, Inc.

"Intuitive Surgical,Inc." - seeing how they approve photoshoots, I'd change the word "Intuitive" to something more appropriate.

How about: "Gut-feeling Surgical, Inc."?

That leads to: "Butt-feeling Surgical"!

Oh man...the punchlines are coming fast now...

"At our hospital, it only LOOKS like the surgeons have their heads up their butts."

(rim-shot)

Bada-bing, bada boom.

Monday, October 22, 2007

Please stow the table in its upright locked position. And beg for mercy.



The above graphic is a screen-shot of a story on CNN.com regarding our nation's Airline Industry.

Evidently, NASA conducted a survey on the Airline Industry. Afterwards, NASA destroyed the data. According to the story, they did so with the same kind of zeal reserved for finding naked pictures of dear old grandma.

Quoting the story - "...senior NASA official, associate administrator,* (see note below) Thomas S. Luedtke, said revealing the findings could damage the public's confidence in airlines and affect airline profits."

Again - "...could damage the public's confidence in airlines and affect airline profits."

(insert dramatic pause)

WHAT?!?!

Sweet jiminey on a popsicle stick - what could be so bad that it would "damage our confidence" in an industry already bubbling in bancruptcy?!

Left to my own imagination, I'm conjuring images of 4th grader pilots, empty Jack Daniels bottles under the rudder pedals and angst-riddled flight attendants carving initials of jilted lovers onto their forearms.

But...perish that we - lowly CUSTOMERS - get our confidence shaken - what about the PROFITS?!!

As a gentle reminder to those younger than 35, Ford Motor Company made the strategic decision to pay out wrongful death lawsuits rather than recall its Pinto automobiles and make a $20 fix to the leaky gas tank.

"Let'em burn, Jenkins! You want to take the wife to Fiji this Christmas or not?!"

Click to learn about fried Pintos here

Bah.

*Then again, anyone who becomes a "senior official" and still has the title of Associate Administrator should be suspect.

Right?

Friday, October 05, 2007

Immediately.



immediately |iˈmēdē-itlē| adverb

1 at once; instantly : I called immediately for an ambulance.

2 without any intervening time or space : Let me know immediately she arrives.


If restoring our country's "standing" is so easy that the Clintons can do it immediately, George W should be able to get it done in...at the most...a day. Maybe two days. Three days, tops. No more than a week.

Possibly a month.

Ok, it could take a year.

Right?

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Vegetarians made me NUDE!



(prior post deleted because it wasn't that good)

Anyone else see the hypocrisy of PeTA using flesh to promote vegetarianism?

Adam: "Hey. Eve. Nice fig leaves."

Eve: "WHEN YOU TALK TO ME LOOK AT MY EYES YOU PIG!" (storms off)

Adam: (Indignant at being rebuffed) "Oh yeah?! Cuz you can't find a leaf big enough to cover your huge BUTT?!"

Eve: "I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU..." (voice trails off as Eve stomps away through the brush)

PeTA - FYI, we're all animals and in the jungle of advertising, you're losing your call.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

"Let me tell you about the very rich. They are different from you and me."*


The graphic above is a screen-shot of a cnn.com story on the new Lamborghini Reventon, a $1.4 million dollar "super car."

The Lambo Logo is a charging bull. Many of Lamborghini's cars are named after famous fighting bulls.

The "Reventon" is named after such a bull. A bull named "Reventon" that killed a famous bullfighter.

Don't know if Lamborghini uses Focus Groups, but this would have been a good time to invite other input into the marketing.

"Ok people. We're developing the ultimate super car and we're thinking of naming it Revington. What'dya think?!"

"What's that?"

"It's the name of a famous bull! You know...the bull that killed Felix Guzman?!"

"Oh cool! Maybe the Reventon will kill...oh, never mind."

Maybe Lambo thinks some danger and mystique will be added to their already lethal mixture of speed, public roads and "I want one!" hubris.

In that case, I suggest Ferrari one-up their competition with the "Quadrapalegia." They way they can say their car car isn't life threatening (at least).

What about...

The Chevrolet Corvette ICU?

The Porsche Carerra ER?

He he. Like my mom used to say, "It's all fun and games until some puts their eye out." Or, sends their eyes bouncing off a guardrail at 200mph.

*F. Scott Fitzgerald, from the book, The Great Gatsby

Friday, September 07, 2007

Doing the jobs we don't want to do?!


A sadvertising buddy discovered a potentially disturbing feature in a cnn.com broadcast of President Bush's 8.31 "mortgage crisis" speech - the unmistakable image of an alien peering through the window behind the President!

All Hail to our new Martian overlords?!

Actually, I think it's worse - the thing seems to be cleaning the glass!


(click graphic to enlarge view)

I sure hope the little feller is here "legal" and all - if not, we're gonna' need a bigger fence.

"Press 1 for English, Press 2 for Espanol. Press 3 for Reptarian."

I blame The Carpenters.

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

The dis membered kids.



The ad above ran in last month's SELF magazine. I tore it out of a magazine at the health club. I asked permission and they said, "yes." Of course, if I were confronted by a sweaty, balding guy wanting to lift a peanut butter ad out of a woman's fashion mag, I'd say "yes" too. Just in case things got weird...

Anyway, this ad reflects what happens when the client is satisfied with a cliche-level understanding of their target market.

How do we know?

Is it the dismembered body parts?

Is it the 12 foot high Kung Fu kick?

Is it the 35 year old hands grafted superimposed onto a teenager's leg?

Is it the dumb-struck "0" goalie?

Or perhaps the pristine apple slice readied for immersion into a sculpted cup of JIF?

Nope.

It's the message - "You cram so much into your kid's day they have to gain sustenance while running."

"But mom's are so BUsy! We want to show moms JIF is portable and nutritious!"

This ad may well mark the end of the Harried Soccer Mom and Day Planner Kid. Today, moms/parents are sick of dinner on the run and minivans that smell like home. A recent MTV poll of tween & teens show kids have deep desire for more time with their families.

There are so many ways JIF could have gotten their message across - Mom having an impromptu picnic with her kids, Dad & Jr. enjoying a snack while fishing...

Instead, the ad serves as a reminder that activities are like sardines and time is the oil - pack'em in and try to keep from going bad.

JIF, your market wants meaningful relationships and encouragement on doing nature's toughest job - raising a family, well.