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Sunday, September 22, 2013

11465: Reviewing The Crazy Ones.

It’s odd that no trade publications or blogs have commented on CBS series The Crazy Ones, a comedy show set in a fictional Chicago advertising agency. After all, AMC series Mad Men routinely inspires columns and posts—and even AMC series The Pitch draws occasional press. The Businessweek review below indicates The Crazy Ones may rival short-lived TNT series Trust Me with its awfulness.

Review: Robin Williams in The Crazy Ones

By Jessica Grose

In the new CBS sitcom The Crazy Ones, Robin Williams stars as Simon Roberts, the temperamental head of a Chicago advertising agency called Roberts + Roberts, which he co-owns with his uptight daughter, Sydney (Sarah Michelle Gellar). He’s unorthodox and difficult: Roberts pulls Scottish accents at inopportune moments and boxes with a giant toy robot in his office. (So basically, he’s Robin Williams.) We’re meant to believe he’s a genius, because he explains to a roomful of McDonald’s executives in the pilot that his pitch is not about burgers and fries, but about the notion that “family is everything.”

Have you heard this somewhere before? The brilliant but mercurial creative director, the strained familial relationships, the man who is the beating heart at the center of mucky commerce? Oh, right, it’s Don Draper from Mad Men. (The two shows even share an actor, James Wolk, who plays the squirrelly Bob Benson on Mad Men and the slutty Zach Cropper on Crazy Ones.) And though the series are fairly different—Crazy Ones, a half-hour comedy, is terrible—both embrace the stock character of the stormy yet special creative.

The figure of the adman as volatile magician arose in the 1950s and ’60s, according to Cynthia Meyers, an associate professor at the College of Mount Saint Vincent and the author of the forthcoming book A Word From Our Sponsor: Admen, Advertising, and the Golden Age of Radio. In the early part of the 20th century, Meyers says, ad concepts were dictated by account executives. Illustrators and copywriters just worked for them. Back then, the “hard sell” was the main strategy. A burger ad would focus on concrete qualities such as how fresh the beef is.

Starting in the early ’60s, the “soft sell”—ads appealing to the client’s and consumer’s associations and emotions—began to dominate, and the designers and writers became much more heralded. Along with them came “a romantic terminology about the creative process,” Meyers says. Ads shifted from being about a burger’s juiciness to narratives about how burger grill marks remind you of your father’s love. TV writers in particular, Meyers speculates, like writing about advertising because they see television as experiencing the same central conflict between art and commerce. (Thirtysomething, which featured a married couple who ran an ad agency, memorably explored this theme in the ’80s.)

Mad Men works because showrunner Matthew Weiner is also a master of the soft sell. When Don Draper is pitching Kodak an ad for its Carousel slide projector, he evokes a deep sense of nostalgia, which means “the pain from an old wound” in Greek, he tells the executives. He shows photographs of his perfect young children and beautiful wife in years past and transports his clients—and viewers—to wistful memories.

Crazy Ones isn’t going for the same emotional chords that Mad Men hits so effortlessly. Williams does his thing, inhabiting characters—Mike Tyson and an American Indian from an old western—and the others are just satellites around his manic energy. It’s a shame, because Hamish Linklater, who plays the agency’s art director, and Gellar are both talented actors. All this mugging might have worked for Williams 20 years ago, but here it feels outdated and irritating.

There’s definitely a space in the TV universe for a lightly comedic Mad Men. Most of us work in offices in which to some degree we sublimate our true selves, so it’s a pleasure to live vicariously through characters who not only buck authority but also wrestle with issues of authenticity. But when Simon Roberts shows a clip from a 1972 McDonald’s ad depicting a father and son playing together, and says to the McDonald’s executives, “I was flat broke, but I still had enough money to buy her a Happy Meal. Made me look like a king to her,” it feels glib. Both Mad Men and Crazy Ones are trying to sell the audience on their product. With Crazy Ones, no one’s buying.

Sunday, August 25, 2013

11387: The Crazy Ones Not Crazy.

CBS series The Crazy Ones—debuting on September 26—is billed as a comedy set in an advertising agency. Not sure if the title is paying homage to the Apple campaign that opened with the line, “Here’s to the crazy ones.” Regardless, it’s unlikely viewers will witness Apple-caliber campaigns being crafted on the show.

Mork on Madison Avenue might have been a better name for the series, as Robin Williams plays a lead role alongside Sarah Michelle Gellar. The program concept came from a creative director via Leo Burnett in Chicago, who inevitably pitched it to David E. Kelley. Leo Burnett employees, incidentally, were also responsible for the short-lived TNT series Trust Me, which focused on ad agency life as well. At first blush, The Crazy Ones mirrors Trust Me in its accurate-yet-embarrassing portrayal of our industry.

The agency, Roberts & Roberts, is led by the father-daughter team of Simon Roberts (Williams) and Sydney Roberts (Gellar)—which covers blatant nepotism. The key characters are White, displaying the exclusivity so prevalent in the field. The lobby image of Simon Roberts shows the self-absorbed egotism that still fuels typical ad firms. And the official trailer features references to sex as a sales tool, excessive living, clichéd celebrity endorsements, contrived client appeasing and more. The light bulbs are overdone and corny too.

The Crazy Ones is not crazy at all. Rather, it appears to be an unintentionally sobering depiction of the ugliness and warts present in the advertising industry.

Saturday, June 09, 2012

10196: The Pitch Was The Worst.

Was AMC series The Pitch the worst advertising-related program ever? Finding potential contenders for the dubious honor requires quite a stroll down memory lane.

In 1972, The Don Rickles Show polluted the airwaves for only 13 episodes, featuring the insulting comic as account executive Don Robinson, an adman struggling to deal with modern society. Alas, even pre-Happy Days Erin Moran co-starring as his daughter Janie couldn’t help the CBS series win ratings against ABC’s popular Love, American Style.

In 1977, ABC shat out On Our Own, starring Maria Bonino and Julia Peters as an art director-copywriter team working in a New York advertising agency. Anybody remember this classic? Didn’t think so. It’s tough to hate a program that no one can recall.

The 2009 TNT series Trust Me is the closest legitimate rival for being the most awful. Eric McCormack and Tom Cavanaugh managed to accurately capture the modern Chicago ad scene—that is, the entire mess sucked. However, the cast was significantly more attractive than the goons who participated weekly on The Pitch.

Yet the AMC original series succeeded in embarrassing the industry like never before. Mediocre adpeople looked completely talentless. Contrived and clichéd campaigns were presented with pride. The creative process was thoroughly disrespected. In the end, The Pitch truly earned the title of worst advertising-related program ever.

Sunday, July 17, 2011

9019: Aged & Abused.


The Sunday Evening Non-News in a MultiCultClassics Monologue…

• After two seasons, TNT has canceled Ray Romano’s award-winning series Men of a Certain Age. Clearly, everybody doesn’t love Raymond. On abstract levels, the show and its demise reflect Madison Avenue, as ageism alarmists insist admen of a certain age (i.e., over 40) are typically dumped. However, co-star Andre Braugher’s Emmy nomination makes things very unlike Madison Avenue, as Blacks are rarely recognized for their achievements in the ad industry.

• Nike acknowledges that Indonesian workers making Converse sneakers (Nike owns the Converse brand) are being abused, but there is little the company can do about it. For Indonesian workers, “Just do it” means “Just deal with it.”

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

6651: Trust Me, You’re History.


TNT series Trust Me has been dumped like JWT Chicago. Although it’s doubtful fans will create a website to commemorate the show’s demise. The program ultimately reflected the advertising industry too well. Trust Me was outdated, irrelevant and contrived. Hell, it wasn’t even entertaining. Like a hackneyed agency, the show couldn’t hold onto talent either, as star Eric McCormack reportedly took a role in an ABC comedy pilot. Bad writing. Mediocre design. No Big Idea. Didn’t help that the ensemble cast lacked diversity too. Will anyone on Madison Avenue see the lessons to be learned here?

Tuesday, April 07, 2009

6630: Trust Me, It’s Over.


Can’t help but wonder if the general public understood what the hell was going on with TNT series Trust Me. Could anyone in the advertising business explain the closing plotlines? The stories were nonsense. The dialogue was inane. The characters were thoroughly unlikable. The doubleheaders became unbearable. Even the network seemed incapable of supporting the show, playing promo commercials for the season premiere of FX series Rescue Me—which ran opposite the season finale of Trust Me. Although the last episode did unveil a new Black character, as Conner became a Big Brother.

The advertising business has engaging and unique people. You’ll find humor, heartfelt emotions and human interest. Compelling drama happens on occasion. Too bad Trust Me never recognized that—and ultimately, never presented it.

Wednesday, April 01, 2009

6609: Trust Me, This Show’s Not Idolized.


Quick note on TNT series Trust Me:

When the show aired on Mondays, benefiting from its slot alongside The Closer, it drew around 1.6 million suckers viewers. The first Tuesday airing reeled in 1.053 million. Let’s put this in perspective. American Idol, which also plays on Tuesday, collects about 36 million votes for the contestants every week. What would Simon Cowell say about Trust Me? Probably this.

6606: Trust Me, These Guys Are Desperate.


You have to wonder if TNT has given up on Trust Me. The network opted to run another double-header. Do the scheduling wonks want to spike viewer interest or simply burn through the remaining episodes as quickly as possible?

Placing the show against American Idol is a bad move. Even Paula Abdul would have difficulty finding positive things to say about Conner and Mason at this point.

Here’s a highlight mashup. Tony bopped Simon. And once banged Denise. The agency pitched Rolling Rock. And was beaten by Momentum (which confirms that RGM sucks). Conner and Mason directed voiceover talent to speak in a stereotypical Italian voice. Sarah banged her boyfriend. Then discovered her ex-husband is gay. Mason exploded then sulked after receiving a poor review from his team. A corporate psychologist explored everyone’s feelings, allowing the cast to overact. And scream. And cry. And expose their honest opinions.

This is what’s known as jumping the shark.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

6577: Trust Me, This Promotion Blows.


Think TNT series Trust Me sucks? Check out the promotion that lets you Be The Creative Director. Bad writing. Bad art direction. Bad execution. Really bad idea. You’d think Mason and Conner actually produced this shit. These guys make Billy Mays look like Bill Bernbach.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

6553: Trust Me, This Is Beyond Pathetic.


TNT series Trust Me played a doubleheader this week. The program went 0-for-2.

However, the show did extend its clueless streak.

The opening episode demonstrated the creators still don’t get women. The gals depict a White man’s fantasy. All the female characters remain sexual objects—either they want to have intercourse with the main men, or they want to bang other men. It’s difficult to believe the creators bill themselves as the producers of The Closer, which portrays one of the most original, positive and authentic women on TV.

The second episode displayed more of the Boy’s Club networking so prevalent in our industry. A former partner of Conner’s proved to be an incompetent hack—and we’ve seen little evidence that Mason and Conner aren’t hacks too—yet he managed to land a gig at the agency anyway. In advertising, connections trump talent every time.

If Trust Me were like the real ad game, they’d bring in a new creative team pronto. Or the whole damn thing would be up for review.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

6530: Trust Me, This Can’t Last Much Longer.


Didn’t focus during the latest episode of TNT series Trust Me, yet absorbed enough to wonder how much longer this show will last.

It’s a shame, really. The industry could have benefited from a program that dramatized what we do for a living, presenting the business as a compelling, vibrant and dynamic field. Instead, the players remain cartoonish portrayals of our worst sides. From falsifying expense reports to political backstabbing to childish paranoia, the Trust Me characters spend too much time obsessing over the most trivial and pointless matters. It’s almost impossible to like these self-absorbed whiners. And it doesn’t help that they continue to come up with contrived concepts.

This week, a dove shat on Denise Rayner during a creative presentation. But ultimately, Trust Me shits on its viewers.

Tuesday, March 03, 2009

6504: Trust Me, This Show Still Sucks.


Only 11 minutes into the latest episode of TNT series Trust Me, and the show already continued to display the White male cluelessness so prevalent in our industry. Sarah Krajicek-Hunter announced her new partner had been hired, and all the Young Turks wanted to know was, “Is she hot?” Conner enjoyed a full-body massage from a female masseuse in Mason McGuire’s office. And later, he presented a radio script for Bertolli® pasta, complete with a stereotypical Italian accent.

Within the next 10 minutes, viewers discovered that Krajicek-Hunter’s new partner had left the business to “have a few kids,” and the woman appeared dismayed to learn she’d have to work during the weekend. By golly, isn’t this exactly what Neil French complained about?

The third quarter saw Mason and Conner staging a high-pitched screech fest, once again affirming the two are whiny bitches.

The last 15 minutes flipped the script momentarily, with Krajicek-Hunter griping over her partner’s professional priorities. Hey, it would have been politically incorrect for one of the men to express such a position. In a final exhibition of White male dominance, Tony the boss dismissed everyone’s comped ideas for his own scribbled notion.

Monday, January 26, 2009

6374: Trust Me, This Ain’t Reality In Advertising.


The only problem with TNT series Trust Me is the lack of reality probably rooted in the creators wanting to appear oh-so-liberal and progressive.

A Black account director working at a major advertising agency?

A female copywriter who has won Clios for Bud Light commercials?

What’s next—a White Chief Diversity Officer?