Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Britons: America's Australians
I don't know who made this ad - might be Fallon, might easily be the first execution of the idea that DDB took them from Fallon with, it's impossible to tell from the caption in the Campaign article I nicked this picture from. Lazy journalism if you ask me.
At any rate, this ad is around at the moment in every paper format going. They even wrapped Time Out London with it the other week, which I found ironic, given that the picture clearly shows no city on this island.
Good times. They're out there.
Not literally out there obviously. But somewhere. In America maybe.
The British are peculiarly susceptible to this idea: somewhere there is a glamorous city where you will shake off your social anxiety and be much more like a fun-loving, and yet fashionably sardonic, character from a 1990s sitcom. You'll get phone calls behind the bar. You'll play pool on those tables with the massive pockets. Women will assume you're intelligent, because of your accent, even if you're technically an idiot.
In fact, this is the archetype, if not for all advertising, then at at least for the majority of advertising for booze.
How do I get to this magical place?
Should I take a plane or catch and ocean liner?
No old friend, you just have to drink enough Budweiser.
Then you will have no fucking idea where you are.
The other thing that lends this advert its weird archetypal feeling is that it's actually the only advert you can make for booze now, since it became illegal to show attractive people having fun, socialising and drinking.
Good times. Woo!
Posted by william at 4:45 pm