So the British public is agog at the latest heart-warming bit of commercial advertising pumped out by John Lewis in a bid to win the war of sales via Christmas cuteness. Have you seen it?
In case you can’t watch it because your computer dates back to the stone age1, here’s the premise:
In a perfect example of encouraging people to buy exotic pets not suited to human climes2, it depicts a young boy playing with his adorable pet penguin (apparently called “Monty”). This penguin follows the kid everywhere – it follows him to football, watches TV with him, sleeps on his bed, eats fish fingers out of his hand (which I’m pretty certain would be bad for a penguin), etc.
However, all is not rosy for Monty. He begins getting distracted by human couples, and how happy they are3, and the kid astutely picks up on this.
Christmas day rolls around, and the kid hurries Monty downstairs to the Christmas tree, and points it to a present. Opening it up, the penguin finds that inside is a female penguin. The audience gives a collective “ahhh” of approval, and then we discover (via the equally approving gaze of the kid’s parents) that the penguins are actually a pair of cuddly toys the kid has imbued with the life of his imagination.
It’s genuinely one of the nicest things you could see on television all year, but it’s easy (and fun!) to be cynical so let’s just review it in brief:
The ending could have had a neater twist than the toy angle, and I’d like to present it here. My alternative ending has humour, embraces other forms of love and generally stomps the real ending into paste on the pavement with its steel toecaps. Listen up kiddies, it’s story time.
The way I see it, the advert plays out exactly the way it does normally, right up until the reveal of the lady penguin in the box. Rather than a look of surprised joy, Monty instead gives a confused look followed by a sigh. We cut back to all those longing gazes at couples, but each time the camera pans slightly to the left or right and reveals that the penguin was actually staring at male couples that were near the heterosexual couples each time.
Mr. Penguin prefers the company of men! However, he just gives a happy little sigh and then gives his kiddy master a kiss on the cheek in appreciation, because it’s the thought that counts.
Now that is the real meaning of Christmas4.
Please note ladies and gentlemen that this is satire. The John Lewis advert is absolutely lovely and I commend them for such a nice sight on an otherwise filth encrusted television schedule. Did I go too far? Leave a comment below! You can login using Facebook or Twitter (or even Google+ if you are desperate).
Post by Sean Patrick Payne+ | November 8, 2014 at 2:05 pm | Christmas, Vaguely Topical | No comment
Tags: advertisements, Christmas, John Lewis, television, TV
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