In case you were like me and had gone MEGO during various points in last night's telecast, you probably only vaguely remember the Burger King ad. I wasn't particularly viable--but not persistently vegetative---at that point, and so most of it reflected on my glasses and went no further.
I remember the girls stacking up, thinking that this could be construed very filthily, snickering at mayonnaise, and I recall someone oohing over Brooke Burke. Oh, and the King off to the side. www.whopperettes.com (Take that, Diet Pepsi ads and Jay Bore Mohr.)
Anyways, if you want a much deeper analysis of the BK ad, visit Soxaholix.
Doug and Mike break down the deep meaning of the commercial utilizing Doug's years of Catholic school education and ultimately come to a strange conclusion regarding the holiness of the Whoppah.
On the other hand, I've noticed something: Strangely absent from any discussion is that terrifying Harrison Ford/Dr. Seuss collaboration. How far has Han Solo fallen when he appears, replete with beard and earring, to pitch...something as if he were an infomercial veteran? Oh, the places you'll go and the depths to which you've sunk.
Posted by Country Pundit at February 6, 2006 06:19 PM | TrackBack