Still, I have a feeling that the people that chose the track didn’t listen to the whole thing before deciding to use it.
Still, I have a feeling that the people that chose the track didn’t listen to the whole thing before deciding to use it.
It starts with a close up of a rather stoic looking gorilla’s face. In the Air Tonight by Phil Collins is playing in the background. At first I thought it might be a trailer for a natural history programme or an advert asking you to give money to the World Wildlife Fund or some other animal charity but as it progressed the camera panned out and you saw that the gorilla was in a music studio, sat behind a drum kit. Seconds later, the gorilla starts banging out the air drum bit of the song in time with the background music. Cool!
The 90-second film was written and directed by Sony Bravia ‘balls’ creative director Juan Cabral of Fallon London and is apparently part of Cadbury’s new £6.2 million campaign.
Exactly what a drumming gorilla has to do with chocolate is completely lost on me but who cares, it made me smile and that was all the producers say they wanted to do.
Well it just seemed like the right thing to do. There’s no clever science behind it – it’s just an effort to make you smile, in exactly the same way Cadbury Dairy Milk does.
And apparently they’ve got more adverts just like it up their sleeves! I love telly, I do.
Well, now MTV has got in on the act and produced one featuring Nelly Furtado which should probably be required viewing for Paris Hilton, Lindsay Lohan and Britney Spears.
Remember make friends with your underwear and you’ll have a friend for life.
Right, this is the latest of the Vauxhall Corsa car adverts featuring the C’mon puppets. Have a look.
Now, if you noticed:
There can only be one answer to all these questions. The C’mon puppets hired a prostitute and had dirty puppet sex with her.
Maybe they should start calling the car a Vauxhall Coarser.
Do you agree? Or is there some other explanation that fits the advert?
As far as risque advertising goes, this advert reaches new heights, bringing a whole new meaning to the phrase, fashion junkie.
Two models, one looking particularly listless, taking a ‘hit’ of a white vest made to look much like something else. The powder covered credit card adds a nice of class, don’t you think?
Sisley often create adverts that are made to shock and this does exactly that. However, I am not sure whether it’s really one of theirs or not. Although, the photo is posted on a number of blogs, I could not find a trace of it on Sisley’s official website and also the word fashion is misspelt.
UPDATE: It seems I was right to be suspicious of the following photo as it’s definitely fake. Check the comments for an official statement from the Sisley legal department regarding the picture.
Dusty Springfield runs around a street with a chimney sweeper brush, singing about Mother’s Pride bread. No, seriously.
Lost? Lost? Josh Holloway can’t be that sodding lost if Davidoff managed to track him down to help them sell their man pong, Cool Water. Coming soon to a shopping center near you, probably!

Remember that woman off the Chanel No. 5 Ad ‘I’m a dancer, I love to dance’? I guess the poor old thing must have put her knee out because now she sits around all day in an icy white sanatorium playing rock paper scissors!
I think it’s good thing that the glamourous older lady can get on TV now days, what will she be advertising next? Incontinence pads? Stair lifts?
Girls Aloud are flogging Sunsilk shampoo.
So picture this, a pissed Nicola is eating a kebab, with Cheryl chain smoking on one side, and Sarah on the other getting Vodka and sick into her hair. Nicola realises that her hair has gone all rubbish as a result and starts to cry. Then! Kimberley and Nadine appear with Sunsilk and restore her hair to it’s previous heavenly beauty and everyone is happy again.
OK, they didn’t do it exactly like that but..
This is the best advert EVER! Well, since the last one.
Basically there are some goths sat about in a bedroom looking miserable, of course. One of their mum’s brings them some Iron Bru. They drink it. The ad then goes mental.
They all cheer up and go to Blackpool in their goth gear. They build sandcastles and go on rollercoasters and surf using black surfboards. At the end they do a ‘Byker Grove’ style jump.
It is magic.
So, it’s a pity then that Irn Bru tastes of wee!