I HAD LUNCH with my former editor/former client/former DONKEY KONG CHAMP/and always pal John Sellers yesterday.
AND THEN HE SENT ME this curious internet video from THE PAST:
OF COURSE, YOU ALL KNOW MY DREAM of being called "Mr. Intellivision" some day.
BUT CAN ANY OF YOU EXPLAIN the child's weird, gape-mouthed stare at the end of this commercial?
IS THE JOKE HERE supposed to be that neither George Plimpton nor Henry Thomas of recognize each other?
REALLY? Were there really that many TV watchers in 1980 who loved both ET and The Paris Review enough to find this little screwball mix-up so hilarious that they would then run out and buy INTELLIVISIONS?
IS THAT REALLY THE POINT of this ad?
OR IS POOR HENRY THOMAS JUST CHOKING ON SOMETHING?
The whole thing is so weirdly paced, opaque, and odd. It reminds me of ANOTHER COMMERCIAL YOU MIGHT HAVE SEEN RECENTLY.
That is all.