TV Ads that make you cringe....?

118, Go-Compare, Cofused.com, Bloody Wonga.bloody com - Jesus H Christ I'd like to get hold of the Git that dreamed the Wonga ads up -
And anything to do with Online Bloody Bingo - AAARRGGHH!!!
 
They may make you cringe, but you have all remembered the products. That's what advertising is all about. There is no use in producing an advert when you can't remember what the product is.
 
i hate the one with all the woman...the one about how fit she is and how does she do it........they then search the whole house trying to find her secret and it turns out to be the yoghurts.....what a load of crap!!!!

what pee's me off is the ridiculous sounding accents they have and the terrible dubbing.it's not even them speaking,well it doesn't sound like it anyway.
 
They may make you cringe, but you have all remembered the products. That's what advertising is all about. There is no use in producing an advert when you can't remember what the product is.

Remebered - yes
Will I ever use them - No
Because they've pee'd me off for so long I'll never use them. So in that respect the advert has failed.
Adverts can be memorable without alienating the people they're trying to sell to.
 
Apart from the above culprits
I would like to add

Make up
Anti wrinkle cream
Shampoo
Hair colouring
because you're worth it.

A whole brigade of "perfect" american 25 year old barbie dolls flogging their range of crap all containing the last made up ingredient.
Not that I have any use for any of their products :mad:

and...
anyone in an advert who shouts at me.


If you see anyone on an advert wearing glasses, then it's an advert for specsavers
And anyone in an advert over 30 is advertising Stenna stair lifts

Thank goodness for the pause button.
 
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Love it - what a nice rant we all had and have to agree with each and every one mentioned...what do the ad people who are paid heaps to come up with these ideas think they're doing?? I hear the "any publicity is good publicity" argument but not when it turns you totally off the product they're trying to sell.

The "oh your excellency you're really spoiling us" pile of dubbed trash didn't get a mention :blah:
 
Any of the Halifax ads featuring staff members murdering pop songs.

"Who gives who extra, WHo Who Who Who" to the tune of "Who Let the Dogs Out"....

Just..... no.

Washing machines live longer with Calgon.

Sheila's Wheels.

Any of the big furniture warehouses. I don't care how long the interest free credit lasts, you're still trying to sell me a WHITE leather sofa that looks like the Marhsmallow Man from Ghostbusters.
 
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Any couch adverts - but especially the ones last year where everyone was dancing whilst on the couches.

Why would people jigging on couches attract me to their product - No not that type of jigging.

Also perfume adverts, especially the Nicole kidman one. I thought it was a skit of perfume adverts at first , it was that bad.
 
They may make you cringe, but you have all remembered the products. That's what advertising is all about. There is no use in producing an advert when you can't remember what the product is.

Sure, but in my case, it reminds me not to use them

I remember talking to a lady who worked in advertising who was boring me senseless about product hostility. In theory if the add is good it will appeal to the target market. As I don't want to use these services or products it doesn't matter if i hate the add. Seems like a win win for these ad companies. Ther's a surprise
 
Pretty much all of them!!

I particularly hate the beer adverts that make out that once you've had a Fosters you become some sort of uber-cool man who can pull any woman he wants, tell the funniest jokes, dance the best, wear the best clothes, win the pub quiz, never sleep, understand and equate Pythagorus' theorum, understand Dr Steven Hawkins, beat Usain Bolt over 100 yards giving the slowcoach a head start, beat Michael Phelps over 50 metres doing the butterfly whilst Bella Emberg holds your legs and go in for a 50/50 challenge with Steven Gerrard and break his legs!!

No!! The real advert should be something along the lines of....

A Peter Beardsley lookalike goes out for a couple of beers dressed like a cross between John Daly and Helena Bonham Carter. He's on his fourth beer - he's already sweated profusely due to his rotund stature and now smells like Chris Ryan's undercrackers after his walk out of Iraq. But, due to the effect of this God given nectar, in his own mind, he looks and feels like George Clooney. He heads off to the Pink Slipper nightclub, his demeanour is that of a man on a promise....

He arrives and hears his favourite song blearing from the sound system. It's MN8 with 'I've got a little something for ya'. That's HIS song. He takes the to dancefloor with gusto. He then proceeds to dance like Anne Widdecombe on speed fused with Stephen Fry on crack coupled with Bjork on PCP!! It's not pretty.

He returns from the dancefloor - master of all he surveys. He nailed it. People saw. They know.

His mate 'Bomber' makes the call that every true man hates - 'SHOTS'. Now he's in trouble.

10 Sambucas later and he's having an outer body experience. He can see his legs. He knows that they belong to him but, God, why can't he control them?? His stomach as well - why is it turning so??

And then....

BOSH!!

Like a North Korean test missile - it exits his mouth faster than a Top Gear test drive - all over Miss Piggy that he 'danced' with....

AuburnWarrior doesn't do adverts.... :rant:
 
Pretty much all of them!!

I particularly hate the beer adverts that make out that once you've had a Fosters you become some sort of uber-cool man who can pull any woman he wants, tell the funniest jokes, dance the best, wear the best clothes, win the pub quiz, never sleep, understand and equate Pythagorus' theorum, understand Dr Steven Hawkins, beat Usain Bolt over 100 yards giving the slowcoach a head start, beat Michael Phelps over 50 metres doing the butterfly whilst Bella Emberg holds your legs and go in for a 50/50 challenge with Steven Gerrard and break his legs!!

No!! The real advert should be something along the lines of....

A Peter Beardsley lookalike goes out for a couple of beers dressed like a cross between John Daly and Helena Bonham Carter. He's on his fourth beer - he's already sweated profusely due to his rotund stature and now smells like Chris Ryan's undercrackers after his walk out of Iraq. But, due to the effect of this God given nectar, in his own mind, he looks and feels like George Clooney. He heads off to the Pink Slipper nightclub, his demeanour is that of a man on a promise....

He arrives and hears his favourite song blearing from the sound system. It's MN8 with 'I've got a little something for ya'. That's HIS song. He takes the to dancefloor with gusto. He then proceeds to dance like Anne Widdecombe on speed fused with Stephen Fry on crack coupled with Bjork on PCP!! It's not pretty.

He returns from the dancefloor - master of all he surveys. He nailed it. People saw. They know.

His mate 'Bomber' makes the call that every true man hates - 'SHOTS'. Now he's in trouble.

10 Sambucas later and he's having an outer body experience. He can see his legs. He knows that they belong to him but, God, why can't he control them?? His stomach as well - why is it turning so??

And then....

BOSH!!

Like a North Korean test missile - it exits his mouth faster than a Top Gear test drive - all over Miss Piggy that he 'danced' with....

AuburnWarrior doesn't do adverts.... :rant:

More, more. LOL.
 
Pretty much all of them!!

I particularly hate the beer adverts that make out that once you've had a Fosters you become some sort of uber-cool man who can pull any woman he wants, tell the funniest jokes, dance the best, wear the best clothes, win the pub quiz, never sleep, understand and equate Pythagorus' theorum, understand Dr Steven Hawkins, beat Usain Bolt over 100 yards giving the slowcoach a head start, beat Michael Phelps over 50 metres doing the butterfly whilst Bella Emberg holds your legs and go in for a 50/50 challenge with Steven Gerrard and break his legs!!

No!! The real advert should be something along the lines of....

A Peter Beardsley lookalike goes out for a couple of beers dressed like a cross between John Daly and Helena Bonham Carter. He's on his fourth beer - he's already sweated profusely due to his rotund stature and now smells like Chris Ryan's undercrackers after his walk out of Iraq. But, due to the effect of this God given nectar, in his own mind, he looks and feels like George Clooney. He heads off to the Pink Slipper nightclub, his demeanour is that of a man on a promise....

He arrives and hears his favourite song blearing from the sound system. It's MN8 with 'I've got a little something for ya'. That's HIS song. He takes the to dancefloor with gusto. He then proceeds to dance like Anne Widdecombe on speed fused with Stephen Fry on crack coupled with Bjork on PCP!! It's not pretty.

He returns from the dancefloor - master of all he surveys. He nailed it. People saw. They know.

His mate 'Bomber' makes the call that every true man hates - 'SHOTS'. Now he's in trouble.

10 Sambucas later and he's having an outer body experience. He can see his legs. He knows that they belong to him but, God, why can't he control them?? His stomach as well - why is it turning so??

And then....

BOSH!!

Like a North Korean test missile - it exits his mouth faster than a Top Gear test drive - all over Miss Piggy that he 'danced' with....

AuburnWarrior doesn't do adverts.... :rant:

:rofl:
 
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