Tara: You have to admit, Michael. You didn’t see the end of this one coming, did you?
Michael: Nope. Didn’t. I figured it might be some sort of comedy thing, but wasn’t expecting a Clara Peller wannabee doing housework.
Loved the eeriness of the commercial, however. Neat production.
Tara: I was actually creeped out with the recreation of The Exorcist. My parents wouldn’t let me see it back then, but I remember my jock sixteen year old brother having to sleep with the hall light on for a couple of months! I saw it when it was rather dated, but still … *shiver* Have you ever seen it?
Michael: The Exorcist, you mean? Yes. Interesting in and of itself.
Tara: Me, I like horror movies. Even went through a phase where I saw all the bloody gory ones. But I simply cannot take the ones involving the devil. Maybe it’s my whole Catholic upbringing. They scare me to death.
Michael: I grew up with them. Saturday afternoon and evenings at my aunt’s house. Thriller. Fright Night with Seymour (Larry Vincent), all that good stuff.
This commercial brings back the good time memories … not knowing what was going to be around a corner or behind a door. Though, in those days of glorious black & white, there wasn’t quite the shock value there was to come later. Speaking of which, I don’t believe this particular commercial ever aired in the United States out side of seminars and the like.
Tara: And in terms of vacuums. First of all, is there a more irritating household chore? OK. Maybe litter boxes. But I know of not a soul who springs out of bed in the morning screaming “Yeehaw, it’s time to vacuum!” And what’s worse, all the really good vacuums are super expensive! You know, the ones that are light as a feather with no pesky bags to change. So most of us are left with the thousand pound loud workhorses. Which is fine if you have a cleaning lady, but who the hell has a cleaning lady? And another thing …
Michael: Wait! If you’re hanging from the ceiling, isn’t vacuuming one of the last things you have on your mind?
Tara: *ignores Michael* It’s the only appliance where you want to say “My vacuum really sucks!” And I would buy one of these Dirt Devils, if only because it looks powerful, and it’s a clever play on the whole “devil” concept. Let’s just say, it sucked me in. *snarfle*
Michael: Hey … Tara? Wanna hear something really scary? I don’t mind vacuuming …
WAY too long to get to the payoff, but otherwise a good spot. I’d say it really sucks…or doesn’t…whatever. You know what I mean.
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The English usually are long winded, TheTick247. They like long set ups regardless of the payoff.
Examples: The recent royal wedding … Ricky Gervais … etc.
I didn’t mind the long setup since it was interesting and the payoff was funny. It beats the alternatives like care salesmen shouting at you about how “there’s never been a better time to buy!” Commercials like this one would get me to pay attention to adverts again, which I bypass wholesale these days.
Gotta admit…classic commercial. My vacuum is a bright yellow Dyson of which I call: Tonka!