The Frat House Is Now Closed
TV Commercials Clean Up and Dumb Down the Guys
By Paul Farhi | Washington Post | December 31, 2005
This is what TV advertising aimed at men looked like, circa 2003: Two fetching
young women, sitting in an outdoor cafe, begin to argue about the merits of Miller
Lite beer. The argument quickly escalates into a hair-pulling, clothes-ripping
brawl. The women, now half-naked, tumble into a fountain, then somehow wind up
rolling around together in wet cement. The naughty male fantasy concludes with
one saying to the other, "Let's make out!"
And this is what it looks like, circa 2005: A bunch of young guys, sitting around
watching the game, realize they have run out of beer. To make it to the store
and back before the action resumes, one of them tears out of the living room,
races through a neighbor's house, jumps over a fence and hitches a ride on the
back of a galloping police horse. He arrives at the market in time to grab the
last six-pack of Miller Lite, just as another young man, on an identical mission,
comes barreling into the store.
The difference between busty, battling babes and sprinting slackers tells a larger
tale about male-oriented TV advertising these days. Not so long ago, commercials
tailored to guys pushed a few predictable buttons -- sex, certainly, but also
a kind of aggressive and crude frat-house humor. Bud Light -- to pick another
prominent marketer to the football-watching demographic -- ran a series of commercials
during Super Bowl 2004 that featured a dog that bit a man's crotch, a monkey that
propositioned a woman, and a horse that passed gas in a couple's face.
Now, the rude menagerie is gone and so, for the most part, is the female skin.
You won't find the Swedish Bikini Team or Coors Light's winking, rock-and-roll
odes to "those twins!" during breaks in the game nowadays.
Instead, TV advertising to guys has gone tame. And often lame.
Now the prevailing theme of commercials airing in the Sunday-afternoon football
ghetto is an old advertising staple: men as the butt of the joke. Men acting silly.
Men humiliating themselves or being humiliated by others. Men as Homer Simpson-ish
losers.
Here, for example, is a spot for the Ford Fusion, a new sedan: A schlubby guy
totters down his driveway, hauling an armload of messy trash to the curb. Glancing
up, he discovers that he's a moment too late; he has just missed the garbage truck.
"This is life," proclaims the ad. "This is life in drive"
(cut to beauty shots of the car).
Or take the commercial for Citibank: A guy undertakes a search for a missing credit-card
statement that becomes so frantic and self-absorbed that he falls into a trash
can and doesn't even notice when the can is picked up and carried off by a garbage
hauler (in another Citibank commercial a guy chases his statement into an air
vent -- and gets locked inside).
Some guy ads convey an almost hostile attitude toward the people who are presumably
the advertiser's would-be customers. Indianapolis Colts quarterback Peyton Manning
acts like an aggressive fan for MasterCard, bugging a grocery clerk for his autograph,
yelling after a group of restaurant workers ("Great shift today, guys! Nice
salad bar!") and chanting "De-caf!" at a waitress in a coffee shop.
On one level, it's an amusing role reversal. But on another, it suggests that
fans -- the very people MasterCard is advertising to -- can be pretty obnoxious
people.
Advertisers and ad creators say their pullback from sex and raunch was made in
the aftermath of Janet Jackson's infamous display of nudity during the 2004 Super
Bowl halftime show. The backlash was aimed not just at Jackson and CBS, which
telecast the game, but at advertisers like Anheuser-Busch, which aired the rowdy
Bud Light crotch-biting/horny monkey/horse-farting series during the game.
"Those ads did push the envelope quite a little bit, and they got wrapped
up in the whole [Jackson] controversy," says Marlene Coulis, vice president
of brand management at the St. Louis-based beer company. "They got a more
negative reaction than they would have otherwise."
So Anheuser-Busch has decided to play it safe, or at least safer. "There's
a place for frat-guy humor, but we have to be conscious of the female drinker,
too," she says. "They didn't appreciate [that kind of humor] quite as
much as that guy cohort does."
Recent commercials for Bud Light have been better behaved. In one, a house-hunting
couple walks through a decrepit home that disgusts the woman (she: "I feel
dirty just being here!"). But the guy becomes instantly smitten with the
place when the couple's real-estate agent shows him a backyard "beer tree"
growing bottles of Bud Light. "Honey, we're home!" he announces.
In addition to avoiding controversy and complaints, there's also another, more
practical reason to shift gears: The old approaches didn't work so well. Miller
Beer spokesman Pete Marino says his company's ads have moved away from a "lad-ish
lifestyle" sensibility at a time when beer sales are declining industrywide.
Miller is trying to "differentiate" itself, he says, not just from other
beer brands but also from wine and liquor marketers, many of which use suggestive
imagery.
It's striking that the most talked-about commercial aimed at men this year --
the one in which a nearly naked Paris Hilton poses with a black Bentley for the
Carl's Jr. and Hardee's hamburger chains -- gained so much attention not just
because it was racy but because it was racy and unusual, argues Claudia Caplan,
the chief marketing officer of Mendelsohn Zien, the Los Angeles agency that created
the ad. She says few advertisers are willing to be as bold nowadays: "I think
there's a fear factor with a lot of it. Carl's Jr. is a challenger brand. It isn't
McDonald's or Burger King" and thus has less to lose in taking such a chance.
Advertisers make fun of men, in part, because they always have, says ad executive
Marian Salzman, who points out that the guys have been the butt of the joke in
sitcoms and movies for decades. Men don't seem to mind, she says, and what's more,
who else is there to make fun of? Women and members of minority groups have long
reacted with hostility to similar portrayals. Says Salzman, "The only people
[advertisers] are still allowed to offend these days are straight white men with
a full head of hair."
But the "doofus" approach is doomed to fail with young men because it
underestimates them, says Salzman, a trend-spotter with the giant ad agency J.
Walter Thompson and the co-author of "The Future of Men." "[Men]
think with a multiplicity of organs, not just the one below the belt. They want
to be respected, admired, entertained, to be part of a community," she says.
"They don't want to be patronized like they're a bunch of morons."
It's still possible to advertise to men using sex, and to do so without offending
women, says Marshall Ross, the chief creative officer at Cramer-Krasselt, a Chicago-based
ad agency that handles such companies as Hyatt Hotels, Corona beer and the Popeyes
fast-food chain.
He points to ads for Axe body spray. The campaign, aimed at young men, whose slogan
is "How Dirty Boys Get Clean," promotes the notion that a guy who uses
the product will be fighting women off (a theme employed long ago by the makers
of a cologne called Hai Karate).
"The genius of those ads is that they're sexual but they're smart,"
he says. "They demand that the audience take the leap and fill in the blanks.
. . . The challenge is to use an age-old magnet [sex] in a new way that reflects
modern sensibilities."
Ross says the pendulum has swung too far toward conservative and "safe"
depictions, and that a correction is coming, possibly by the next Super Bowl telecast
in early February. "I think this sort of thing is cyclical," he says.
"Sooner or later, you're going to see a return to bravery."
Suit up, Swedish Bikini Team.
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