I find the use of dead celebrities in advertising absolutely appalling. The image of Fred Astaire dancing with a Red Devil vacuum cleaner and Steve McQueen hawking the new ugly ass Mustang seem to me to be in the creepiest, worst possible taste. Celebrity family members who profit from selling permission to brands to appropriate their ghosts give me the cooties. So I'm not buying the fact that the family of this demented fat fuck is trying to do something for the sake of humanity. They are peddling a treatment, not doing a public service announcement.
And how can they be so sure he'd have approved?
Thursday, March 30, 2006
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment