Apparently, I care a lot about commercials
I didn’t think I cared so much! I wasn’t going to blog about how smitten I am with Google’s ad, but a Folgers coffee commercial has put in perspective how great Google’s ad is. I must share it.
HOLY CRAP. CUTE, RIGHT? ADORABLE. SIMPLE. POWERFUL.
Now, the Folgers commercial I saw ten minutes ago.
What the fuck?
The woman gets home late, and when her dad points it out, she reminds him that she’s not 16. Because a good teenage girl must answer to daddy.
But he’s not gonna have to worry about her living her own life anymore! A man is gonna straighten her out.
She flashes a wedding ring at her dad. She is getting married to Todd! And Todd’s a lucky guy. Yep, lucky, lucky Todd. He gets the girl. Marriage being an equal partnership between two people who love each other? No, Todd is lucky.
And it turns out that before he even proposed to her, he talked to her dad about it. I don’t know about you, but if I’m getting married to someone, I’d prefer they ask me for my permission to marry me, not my father for his permission. My father does not own me. No one owns me. No one can hand me over.
Also, drink coffee.
In addition to being disgusted at Folgers sexist commercial, I’m thinking I’m gonna try to appreciate it when people do or say something progressive. Because obviously, the concept doesn’t even enter some minds.
♥0 February 8, 2010