@avclub-e57dbebc740250d2c4a370cf6ccb35f0:disqus No problem. You're fighting the good fight, as usual.

@avclub-85bd06050f1868adf468605465df26f8:disqus I never said that I condoned it, or that I even thought that it was a decent piece of advertising. However, I do find it amusing that the few 1-2 ads that might not be targeted directly at heterosexual men are banished to the tail end of the game. (Also, I personally…

@avclub-82dbf0e1f43223ffc175e63f2b2c3aa2:disqus "Out of curiosity, how does one go about kissing someone without sexually assaulting them? I'm not being sarcastic, I really want to know how you believe an innocent kiss should go."

I like the cut of your jib.

There was another ad last year (H&M?) just like the Calvin Klein ad — ripped guy flexing in underwear — and it too didn't play until after the game was officially over. I find it hysterical that any portrayal of sexualized men must be delayed until the end of regular play when most people turn off the TV.

Stereotypes don't have to be negative qualities to be frustrating or offensive. Portraying all Jamaicans as laid-back, happy-go-lucky, and constantly high on life (or whatnot) is about par with portraying all Asians as good at math. Sure, it's not a hateful attribution, but it's also a gross generalization.

Since the end is the kid being wildly disrespectful to another person, ruining everyone's night, getting punched in the face, and presumably thrown out of prom?

Yeah, but you could have had the exact same set up, emphasizing the same brand quality ("brave") by just having the guy go to the prom alone and without shame, maybe catching the eye of the prom queen while being independent and doing his own thing.

I'm convinced it's driven by Guinness. I think Guinness is the prototype for a "fancy beer" to many Bud-level drinkers, so all of the "high-end" production from Bud goes into dark bottles to look vaguely Guinness-ish.

The delivery is beautiful. But even the original speech was an epic case of pandering, and that's before it was co-opted by Ram to convince me that I should have a truck because I suffer like a farmer in a Faulkner novel.

God said I need somebody to get up before dawn and pick up the coffee, write TPS reports, eat lunch at Applebees, and then space out during a team meeting. So, God made a junior account executive.

….And on the 9th day, God said, "I need someone to plant subsidized corn that is genetically modified to produce pesticides and that won't grow unless you douse the land in chemical fertilizers that run off into the water and poison the ocean…"

Later, we'll learn that Jared's body is riddled with cancer from all of the nitrate-laced, shiny processed meat he's been eating for decades.

That whole commercial was fucking horrible. "Walter" at least looked somewhat embarrassed by the whole thing; Bar Rafaeli just has dead eyes.

What's "taters", precious?

You chose wisely.

You chose wisely.

I bet they could make a fine Islay whisky, though…

I bet they could make a fine Islay whisky, though…

That'll be three whores for @Kumagoro:disqus , please.