Greville's advert breakdown

Have you noticed a trend? Old adverts are being reused on modern TV. It is weird.

This one came on tonight in the middle of a TV show made in 2013:




To be fair, I can get nostalgic about some adverts and here are some of my favourites:



I remember the cartons of Kia-Ora came with stickers of the characters from the advert.



Talking of advertisement merchandise... forget your meerkats - dried fruit got there first:



You could buy raisins wearing sunglasses out of every shop in world in 1986.



Of course everyone likes a Levi ad. Just like your Doctor Who - every generation had there own one. Here is mine:



Happy slim-fit denim memories there. Smiley Winky Face.


I even liked this one - it would come on during my school summer holidays and set me up for a day of wishing the sun was shining so I could go outside for a bit:





And here is another classic:





But all this leads me to the point of my bloggette this evening. It has been suggested that this is the most irritating advert of all time:



And to show irritation is not sexist:






BUT may I suggest these as contenders?



This definitely is sexist - some of us don't have a penis to point to your Facebook shenanigans.

And this one is obscene - just what does the robot interrupt?



Enough of these aperitifs! Ladies and Gentlemen, may I present what I believe to be the worst advert ever. It is creepy and annoying and all seven shades of wrong. Remember it is trying to sell you the product. I give you the Plenty More Fish advert.

Watch it 3 times and tell me this isn't marginally worse than some talky Australian couple walking to their cars.



Oh. My. Word.

One - are you going to think "Hmmm I am a dead eyed cockney lady who is tone deaf and looking for love. Yes I would like to find a man who looks half-baked on meds with terrible posture and potentially a civil servant."

And what about those little monkey clones of her?

Hideous.

Ah! Greville - I hear you say after chewing your sofa cushion - the Kia advert still wins because there were two. One was an annoying woman but it also had one that was a man!

Well, you asked for it:



Sweet Jeezus.

The apology

Those long term readers of this blog among you - those in my basement dungeon with a screen showing my blog where a window should have been - will recall I once watched Inn Mates. And blogged about it. Here.

Well, it seems I was not the only one who thought it wasn't the best. The writer did too.

He basically apologised for it. Here.

Well he sort of apologised. He blamed the BBC Comedy Execs for changing it all. But he did admit Inn Mates was rubbish.

He said his idea was completely different. It was in a pub but would be about people eating Sunday lunch and the twist was... the bar would never be filmed. To be fair - as a concept the jury is still out on how good it would be. Given the article he wrote about it, the jury is out on just how funny he can write. Something about making soup and wearing a tea bag as a hat. A tiny, brown, damp, hat. For what purpose? It isn't even practical. Comedy at least has to obey some laws.

He no longer writes comedy's.

This is a shame. I do hope I wasn't partly to blame.

In this sense, I apologise too.

Actually that hat tea bag thing is pretty funny.