I don’t watch organized sporting activities. I find the Olympics to be a long period where my favorite shows get preempted. So the Superbowl is a complete non-event for me. The only reason to watch it is to see the commercials. Or the hope of a “wardrobe malfunction”. And the former is pointless in Canada, because all the commercials are edited out to be replaced with local ones. Ones that haven’t spent millions of dollars to make a memorable advertisement, but rather the change they found in the sofa cushions.
Driving out this evening I noticed that the streets were rather dead. I guess I am not in the majority.
My destination? A local cinema is playing the world’s best commercials. So, with a few friends I went to see good commercials.
Mind you, a lot of them weren’t that good. Some were outright depressing. I prefer funny to poignant. I do not need to see reminders that it is good to look both ways before crossing the street in graphic detail. I would much rather see fake public service announcements about counterfeit cars.
Hopefully I will be able to see the Superbowl commercials on the internet. I mean, these people are spending an obscene amount of money for thirty seconds. They are going to have good ads.
Mind you, if you need funny, there are websites that specialize in that.