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I can’t believe it’s not better

Though this will hardly come as a revelation to anyone who’s spent any time in the US, every time I’m over here I find myself amused and bemused by the style of product advertising on the telly. See, if you spend a certain amount of time in hotels, inevitably you’ll spend a while watching the box, though to be fair this tends to be during the pre-dawn hours induced by jetlag.

The ads seem to fall into several distinct categories:

1. Drugs. These, by law, need to be accompanied by all sorts of legal disclaimers and information about possible side effects. Where advertisers might once have pushed all this info onto the screen in teeny print, or employed someone who talks really fast to rush it all out at the end, these days they can’t be that sneaky. So increasingly, you can see advertisers trying to wrap the disclaimers and gruesome side-effects warnings into the story (such as it exists) of the ad itself.

The scene: a busy cafe
The protagonists: a bunch of young, good looking women
The dialogue: One woman: “I mean, like, WOW, my periods have been SO MUCH BETTER since I started using blahblah contraceptive pills. I just went to my doctor and asked him for blahblah, and he assessed my suitability and then gave them to me and WOW, what a DIFFERENCE! Of course, I know that possible side effects might include bloating, wind, sore throat, rash, diaorrhea, boils, coma, death and mood-swings. But I can hardly believe how GREAT I feel every month now - you should try them! Go ask your doctor today!” Other woman: “Gee, it’s a good thing you’re a med student!” All the women: [laugh]

Codswallop.

2. Cars. Americans, unsurprisingly, love their cars. And all cars over here are big and shiny. Metallic is the favourite colour of the ‘merkin people, and I’ve seen so many wide wheel-base pickups the last few days that I’m starting to believe I may well be in the south after all. In any case, car ads are sort of like European ones - slick imagery of driving heaven - and yet sort of not. There are shouty voiceovers about finance options, and preppy actors smugging to camera about their vehicle of choice.

3. Finance/legal/mortgage/etc services. Same as both of the above, but with loans and debt consolidation and no-win-no-fee ambulance chasers. Much like the equivalents at home.

4. Food. And boy, a LOT of it. Meat glistens with fat. Wraps ooze cheese sauce. Pizzas bubble and melt over their edges. Children beam at cereal bowls filled with impossible sugar lumps. Mothers take ready-meals from ovens and carry them using oven-gloves to a hungry family seated around a table. Spritely old men raid the chill cabinet and exort the values of toast pockets (now with real deli style sliced ham!). The screen drips with oil.

5. Local. As ropey as you can imaging. Production values of about $4.50, shouty VO urging viewers to HURRY down to Matt’s Tile World or Fairfax Home Appliances etc. Shudder.

But by far the best ad I’ve seen in the last few days is one urging local men to get a free prostate cancer checkup at a local hospital. I know the subject is important - men of a certain age should get checked out - and that there’s a certain stigma about the procedure (fingers in interesting places, and so on) but nevertheless, the ad is unintentionally hilarious, combining as it does some of the ultimate characteristics of American advertising: real people, stilted dialogue, trying to get a message across dramatically (by people who can’t act) and tag lines.

The scene looks like a living room. Three men are sitting watching some sport thing on TV. A woman walks in and points at her husband, reminding him that’s it’s time for his annual prostate check.

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He agrees with enthusiasm, stands up, high-fives his buddies - he cannot WAIT to get his prostate checked - and leaves the room. They get up and leave after him. Woohoo! Let’s ALL go get our prostate checks! Bring it ON!

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Most odd.

Watch it here. And go get checked out, obviously.

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