I saw a commercial earlier. There was a man sitting in a locker room and he proceeded to say, “Some people say what matters isn’t whether you win or lose but how you play the game…but those people are never on my team. Be a man.” Then it turns out the commercial wants me to buy a razor.
Well, what the fuck? Why should I buy your razor? Who was that guy? I mean, you’ve shown me some random dude with misplaced priorities who sounds vaguely like the antagonist jock from every 1980’s coming of age movie and then shown me your razors…so what’s my take away from that? I hate this crap. Your commercial told me nothing.
Here, this makes as much sense as the actual commercial I described above:
The commercial consists of a video of an elderly woman sitting in a rocking chair crying. This is the voiceover: “An apple, the atomic weight of Boron, the Holy Roman Empire, someone’s left sock, the smell of the air after an autumn rain….Toyota: Obey Your Thirst.”