I know it’s not a niche choice. But given the ask was for an IMMORTAL ad: a) it probably shouldn’t be something only a handful of chin-scratchers have heard of and b) I’m trying to be less contrary just for the sake of it.
God, it’s brilliant. It is a tour de force of storied escalation, which let’s face is still a useful structure in ads today. From grey man in grey suit in grey cubicle to topless bloke in silk shorts in purple boxing ring on the White Cliffs of Dover with HARRIER JETS FLYING OVERHEAD in ninety seconds flat. It’s a masterclass in something huge unfolding so effortlessly it exudes the kind of swagger only the very best of advertising can carry.
It’s also very, very lol. The writing, of course - the best bit being that it wasn’t even a proper complaint, it was just “I didn’t enjoy it as much as your other flavours” which is a mild slight, a mere observation, that provoked the ludicrous response - but fundamentally the core conceit. In a world where corporate communications increasingly treat our others and our neighbours with an inclusive respect and reverence, a joke about a French exchange student getting a bit above his station will never, ever not be funny. Ever.
It is a cultural reference for the ages, told in a way that’s knowing enough to poke fun at the idiocy and pomp that is blind patriotism. It is such an incredibly fine line, and it walks it faultlessly. Having spent the last five years leading a creative agency for a British cultural institution in the midst of growing culture wars, I cannot tell you how hard that is to get right. You could run this now and it would work.
And if you don’t agree, fight me. I’ll be on the cliffs after lunch.