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Commercials at the movies are a right pain; honestly, how many loud adverts for cars do I need to see prior to the film and as for the plugs for the theatre itself... I'm already sitting in the seat! But this latest series highlighting the beauty of Canada as brought to us by (wait for it) car companies really bugs me.
You've managed to get some time off, saved a few bucks, bought your ticket and found your way to (insert destination here) Paris, Cairo, Rome, etc. and are standing in awe before one of the great wonders of the world when a local decides to intrude upon your chosen moment (no doubt drawn by the Rogers cell phone in your hand, the Roots tee-shirt you're wearing and the Timmies mug hanging from your pack with the Canadian flag sewn to it) to regale you with "their" story of "their" experience in Canada. Once they've run out of breath (bear in mind that this whole time they have positioned themselves between you and your view of said wonder) they look you in the eye and say, "'ave you been dere?"
This is where the commercial switches to the map and the journey throught the beauty of Canada. Ok, I get it, we need to get off our asses and get into our cars to drive through the trees and prairies and coastlines of our nation. Thanks for that Toyota. Riiiiight.
I'd like the commercial to continue past the point where the question is posed and you have lost your patience and said politely (as we are internationally renowned) "exscusé, piss off" and then give that slimy dude in the suit a purple nurple for leering at your girlfriend. As for driving across Canada; been there, fell asleep at the wheel, hallucinated that a clown was giving me the finger from behind an 18 wheeler and wondered to God at the drive of the settlers who "WALKED" across the prairies. Honestly, did you spend 2 weeks driving from TO to "get to the west coast" stopping at small mom and pop's along the way and finding the small backroads that will lead you to Canada's hidden secrets, or do you get on the TransCan, wind your way west from TO to Thunder Bay, then as you crest the last hill between you and Winnipeg, floor it until you hit Banff, stopping for fuel, bladder relief, and MickeyD's. If eastbound, then reverse.
I know I'm an ass and I revel in it, but if I travel to Rome to see the history, beauty, and architecture to be found there, I don't want to be accosted by some sleezebag asking if I've dusted for dinosaur bones in Alberta.
This is my rant against BS commercialism and the use of such imagery designed to guilt me into purchasing a car.
P.S.
I'm against commercials on DVDs (I already bought the bloody thing) but I'll go after that another time. >
You've managed to get some time off, saved a few bucks, bought your ticket and found your way to (insert destination here) Paris, Cairo, Rome, etc. and are standing in awe before one of the great wonders of the world when a local decides to intrude upon your chosen moment (no doubt drawn by the Rogers cell phone in your hand, the Roots tee-shirt you're wearing and the Timmies mug hanging from your pack with the Canadian flag sewn to it) to regale you with "their" story of "their" experience in Canada. Once they've run out of breath (bear in mind that this whole time they have positioned themselves between you and your view of said wonder) they look you in the eye and say, "'ave you been dere?"
This is where the commercial switches to the map and the journey throught the beauty of Canada. Ok, I get it, we need to get off our asses and get into our cars to drive through the trees and prairies and coastlines of our nation. Thanks for that Toyota. Riiiiight.
I'd like the commercial to continue past the point where the question is posed and you have lost your patience and said politely (as we are internationally renowned) "exscusé, piss off" and then give that slimy dude in the suit a purple nurple for leering at your girlfriend. As for driving across Canada; been there, fell asleep at the wheel, hallucinated that a clown was giving me the finger from behind an 18 wheeler and wondered to God at the drive of the settlers who "WALKED" across the prairies. Honestly, did you spend 2 weeks driving from TO to "get to the west coast" stopping at small mom and pop's along the way and finding the small backroads that will lead you to Canada's hidden secrets, or do you get on the TransCan, wind your way west from TO to Thunder Bay, then as you crest the last hill between you and Winnipeg, floor it until you hit Banff, stopping for fuel, bladder relief, and MickeyD's. If eastbound, then reverse.
I know I'm an ass and I revel in it, but if I travel to Rome to see the history, beauty, and architecture to be found there, I don't want to be accosted by some sleezebag asking if I've dusted for dinosaur bones in Alberta.
This is my rant against BS commercialism and the use of such imagery designed to guilt me into purchasing a car.
P.S.
I'm against commercials on DVDs (I already bought the bloody thing) but I'll go after that another time. >