Now, admittedly, this commercial by itself isn’t quite enough to send me into a fit of apoplectic rage. However, it helps to think of these Ford F-150 ads as gnats–if there were just one, it would be a minor nuisance. But when there’s a whole. bunch. of. them. everywhere. you. look, well…it can drive a person mad.
No matter how hard I try to avoid them, these stupid F-150 commercials just swarm up around me and assault my senses. I walk into Buffalo Wild Wings, BAM FORD F-150 COMMERCIAL. I try and listen to music on YouTube, BAM FORD F-150 COMMERCIAL. I’m in a waiting room with a television in it and BAM FORD F-150 COMMERCIAL. There’s just no end to it–it’s like the commercial equivalent of having the hiccups for several hours. Except in this instance, it’s been going on for several years.
With their gigantic, blow-up words and cutting to a new shot every 1.5 seconds, Ford is very obviously trying to market to the lowest common denominator in terms of intelligence (or at the very least, in terms of attention span). While I understand that a large sector of their consumer base works in fields that require manual labor, that doesn’t automatically make them stupid. In fact, what’s to stop a doctor, engineer, teacher, or any person from driving a Ford pickup? The answer is that Ford themselves would be responsible for stopping them from buying their product.
It’s not necessarily a bad thing to appeal to a specific target market, but you should never do so at the risk of alienating other potential consumers. The message that my subconscious picks up from these ads is that I would probably be only be interested in buying a Ford F-150 if I were a Neanderthal or some kind of ape-man. It’s insulting to my intelligence–I’m paying attention to your commercial, you don’t have to inundate me with gigantic words for every single line of dialogue. In fact, it’s insulting to my masculinity as well–it perpetuates the stereotype that men are unthinking automatons who respond best to grunting and pointing. Men can be eloquent too, darn it.
Besides which, some of the lines in these spots hover somewhere between dumb-sounding and utter nonsense. “A bunch of doughnut-eaters”? What does that even mean? And seriously, why would the kid have been thinking about pizza (of all things!) during science class? Unless maybe it was before lunch, but even still, why wouldn’t they have gone with “video games” or “the cute girl on the left” or “the weekend”? Don’t even get me started on their thought process behind a boat becoming unhinged from behind a truck, speeding up to it, and then actually surpassing it. I guess the advertising executives at Ford weren’t lying when they said they didn’t pay attention in science class.
In a year (or possibly two), I’ll be shopping for a new car. I wouldn’t have been diametrically opposed to purchasing a Ford F-150, but I sure am now.
Frustration Index Meter: 7/10