Category: Media and Advertising

  • Education Loan…Bank of India’s latest TVC

    Hey!!!



    Did you know that Bank of India has appointed tiny little secret messengers to eavesdrop on all those clandestine financial worries that hinder aspirants from dreaming high and then whisper them into the Banker Uncle’s ear so that he can resolve all issues and help them reach the sky?



    No!!! Well, you urgently need to check out the latest TVC on Bank of India. Not only does it talk about all those secret agents, but also unveils to you one.



    Mr. Jasoos (messenger), the youngest member of the family, confidently and purposefully strolls into the bank to meet his Banker Uncle. He walks up to him and silently whispers into his mature ears the torrid arguments between his father and elder brother that reveal the problems in financing his brother’s college education.



    On hearing this, Banker Uncle without more ado lands up at their “troubled” house to calm the situation, armed with the “elixir”; the “life saving” weapon…well, the ultimate education loan.



    The boy‘s father is elated at finding the “perfect” solution to his financial worries. His son can now not only aspire to rise in life but also reach glorious heights.



    However, there is but one question that keeps stalking Mr. Papa’s mind…how can his long lost banker friend come to such an immediate timely rescue of his when he had not spoken about his predicament even once to him!!!



    Well, all of you know where the answer lies…right? It lies in that tiny “chota jasoos”, the little curious messenger, who keeps his Banker Uncle abreast will all the financial worries of his family so that Mr. Banker can come to his family’s immediate rescue.



    Whoof!!! Finally the tension has been dispelled and laughter restored once again.



    Review: This ad, coming from the house of Rediffusion/DYR, does not scream to reveal the product’s brand proposition; it does not bark out loud any of those inscrutable jargons of funky technicalities; it also does not inflict itself with any possible “power” syndrome.



    The ad is absolutely about emotions…it’s about relationships; and that’s where the connect lies. Nowhere in the TVC will you find the product shouting about its “exclusive” qualities. Rather, you will only witness the “calm and patient” creative work silently enlightening the viewers with the “intentions” of the product…building life long relationships with its customers and saving them from all worries.



    Well!!! No fire breathing stands, no funny lines – its what-you-see-is-what-you-get. After all, in a world that’s all about people connecting and sharing, why say no to lifelong relationships?


    Agency: Rediffusion/DYR, Mumbai
    Production house: Red Ice
    Running time: 60 seconds
    ITV rating: * * * * *

  • Kya aapko K.I.L.B. hai? Aegon Religare Life Insurance’s new TVC

    Are you adequately insured?



    Is your insurance amount good enough to take care of all your future needs?



    Do you treat “life insurance” not just as a mere tax saving and investment tool but surely something more than that?



    NO!!!



    Well, it seems that the K.I.L.B. virus has infected you too. Ok!!! Now, this is really serious. Please pay heed to what Ad Pick says. You urgently need to undergo a thorough checkup with Dr. Irfan Khan at Aegon Religare Life Insurance “hospital”.



    What!!! You don’t know what K.I.L.B. is!!! Have you not seen the latest Aegon Religare ads where Dr. Irfan Khan talks about the dangers of this disease to the “infected souls” inside a “closed” elevator and a “running” train?



    In these ads Dr. Khan educates the “victims” about K.I.L.B., an abbreviation that stands for “Kum Insurance Lene Ki Bimaari.” According to Mr. Doctor, the symptoms of this disease are seen in people who are “underinsured”. He explains that people who buy small things like groceries for daily use according to their need but consciously ignore to buy insurance for their future needs are highly inflicted by this illness.



    To further confirm his statement with the “ailing lot”, Dr. Khan signs off by saying that taking less amount of insurance is nothing but defeat as it does not solve the very purpose of “insurance” anyhow.



    Well, now you know why Ad Pick wants you to visit the doc immediately?



     


    Review: There was a time when life insurance was bought not to save one’s family from uncalled for “disasters” but to save one’s ass from tax paying. However, now it seems “times are a changing”.



    Through these newly launched ads, conceptualised by Contract Advertising, Aegon Religare wanted to inform, educate and impress consumers about life insurance. Well, Ad Pick must say that the ads are really impressive. Unlike other “insurance” ads, these ads have a different brand proposition altogether: UNDERINSURANCE. This is because Aids or cancer kills only the infected person, but “underinsurance” kills the entire family.



    Wow!!! What an IDEA!!!



    Ok! Now let’s come to the most impressive element of the Aegon Religare life insurance ads: Dr. Irfan Khan. Not only does Dr. Khan’s candid talk and expressive manner attract viewers’ attention unarguably well, but his core presence alone manages to hold on to the eyeballs of these viewers till the very end. When a TVC is produced, it‘s very necessary that the characters chosen for the TVC are absolutely appropriate…and Irfan Khan’s supreme natural gestures only qualify him further to be chosen for the Aegon Religare’s Life Insurance commercials.



    Well done Contract!!! Definitely good work.


    Agency: Contract Advertising
    Production house: Apocalypso Filmsworks
    Running time: 45 seconds
    ITV rating: * * * *

  • ‘Be born everyday’ – Titan’s new TVC

    Hey, don’t you think its just time to don a new look!!!



    Don’t you think its just time to “reflect upon your reflection” once again!!!



    Don’t you think its just time to see a new you wink back, only hinting to churn out those high voltage rock notes that were once so easily formulated when your younger fingers hit the strings so hard!!!



    Don’t you want to fly high like that pilot who flies so smooth across the ink blue sky!!!



    Don’t you want to wear that long king’s robe and rule the universe Alexander style, holding the “wooden sword” that you once carved out from an almost rotten bark when you were a child!!!



    Oh come on!!! Its time to be born…born again. Its time to look at your new reflection everyday; to allow the “new you” smile in a gleeful way.



    Even Aamir Khan suggests the same in his new Titan TVC.



    Aamir is always ready to explore and express a newer side of him and he asks you to do the same. He wants you to drop by that unknown destination; he wants you to make mistakes and not learn from someone else’s. He wants you to live new roles everyday…he wants you to be born everyday.



    After all, you are not a definition that Google can throw up in a jiffy. You are also not a term in Oxford Dictionary’s word list.



    Review: Well this Titan ad, coming from the house of Ogilvy & Mather, certainly relives Aamir’s TZP philosophy…live life everyday; be born everyday…love yourself everyday. Nowhere in this ad do we get to hear inscrutable jargon of funky technicalities. It’s about emotions and our basic desires and how Titan is a part of every moment of yours when you want to look beyond yourself.



    Through this TVC, the company wanted to make the customers look at Titan as a brand with a deeper connect in their life. It wanted to infuse the product with a new burst of energy, energy that will take the brand and the category away from the traditional dilemmas like modern v/s traditional. And surely Ogilvy & Mather has done a fantastic job at reflecting that theme through this TVC.



    It not only has hit upon the busy and monotonous lives of all individuals just right, but has also infused the Titan range into the ad very intelligently and impressively.



    Of course, Mr. Brand Ambassador and his natural attempt at portraying the simplicity of the idea is definitely an add on. There are no fire breathing stands taken by Aamir in the ad. Its only simple talk, so simple that at some point all viewers realize how complicated one’s life has become.



    Three cheers to all!!!


    Agency: Ogilvy & Mather
    Running time: 60 seconds
    ITV rating: * * * * *

  • Seen there, done that


    It‘s a quirky world full of inscrutable clients, unrealistic deadlines and unpredictable bursts of energy, advertising is.
    Presenting tongue-in-cheek peeks at life in media as it exists in India. We would also welcome such and similar thoughts that you would like to see featured in this column. Feel free to pen in your own take to admadworld@indiantelevision.com.


    Management by cliché – In modern corporate times of increasing cut throat competition, diminishing margins and ridiculously tasteless office attire; it is sometimes only the words of the leader that are expected to thrill the innermost depths of employee souls and invoke inspiring action. However, when these words are diffidently strung together at short notice and shamelessly recycled from those used in vastly different situation before, then the organization has as much chance of progressing as the plot in a reality show does, when the announcement of the winner needs to be made….


    “To lead is the task of a chosen few, even when they seem to have no point of view”


    The hushed Chinese accent, the express delivery of the tea cup and Chai-La (the mystical Chinese tea boy) had vanished into the ardently bellicose fonts of ‘The Art of War’ book that adorned the lobby mantelpiece in the agency.


    The entire agency was gathered in what could be kindly called an adaptation of a ‘town hall’ meeting. Everyone was speculating as to what the President would talk about, these were trying times for the agency as business was not in the best of shape and there were rumors floating that a large worldwide agency was soon going to take it over. Floating, until someone burst the balloon that had this rumor maliciously written on it, as the balloon dropped to its untimely demise, the President entered. The pallid corpse of the balloon kindly dropped on his head in a monumentally rare example of bursting the bubble even before speaking.


    The President was dressed in military gear, like a lavishly pot bellied, obviously drunken General of some sad army that was likely to desert at the stroke of war. He clicked his heels and stood to attention. Then, with a felicity that did not become him, saluted his employees. They all stood stunned by the turn of events. Not because of the sudden authenticity of his salute, but because that sudden knee jerk action had caused his costume to ride up parts of his anatomy rather awkwardly. Parts that could not have been discussed with innocent minds in the vicinity


    “Sir, I think you’d better relax.” said Vikas (Ram’s boss), vocalizing the unspoken desire of the entire audience for once. The President looked at him querulously. Vikas with dexterous eye movements indicated that the problem was ‘down under’. An embarrassed realization ‘pricked’ the President into a more relaxed pose.


    “Ask not what you can do for your office; ask what your office can do for you.”


    Murmurs started to emerge at the back, the correlation of that statement to drug overdose was being examined. Vikas again went up and whispered something in the Presidents ear.


    “Well, I know it was the other way around,” boomed the President, “I was just trying to get your attention, and it is an old technique great public speakers use.”


    “This chap should be called cliché Kumar,” whispered the old cynical hand in Ram’s ears, Tanya (the cute art person) giggled much to Ram’s chagrin.


    “He gets so lost when he needs to address everyone at times like these that he keeps mixing things up,” the old cynical hand continued, as Tanya began to indulge him beyond Ram’s tolerance levels. “You will hear a lot of ‘we need to work like a family’ and ‘we need to be more risk taking in our strategy’; I must have heard this at least twenty three times before. He must have a whole library of these old lofty sounding generalizations.”


    The President by then was in fine form and had worked up quite a head of steam.


    “I know that today we are threatened, but every great civilization and culture has gone through similar times. Look at Egypt, Greece, Sparta, and Rome. It’s when we work together during moments of such crises that bonds forge themselves that look at problems and say ‘break us if you can, even all your might will not be enough’. In fact this is how we will create greater cutting edge work that will win more awards.”


    The audience clapped, firstly because agencies are conditioned to react a certain way whenever they hear the word ‘award’ mentioned, and secondly they needed some relief from the inebriated decibel levels that their chief was reaching. Vikas quickly moved up again and enlightened the President again.


    “Yes I know I said that last line in a different context and when I was talking about a different problem, but many times problems are there because we lack a certain fundamental level of ‘core’ values and perspective. Let me ask if there is any young person here who is so clear enough about our culture that he can come up here and speak. It’s only when young minds volunteer for tasks like these that we can come up with winning solutions to any problems. After all it’s in the mind of the young that possibilities lie, and when there is possibility there is always hope.”


    “I have heard that one only fourteen times before, how original,” quipped the old cynical hand in typical ‘back row’ mentality, purely for the listening pleasure of people in a five feet radius around him. Tanya giggled again, Ram felt slightly more jealous.


    “A volunteer, I need a volunteer,” enquired the President of his troops


    These cases usually resemble situations in which goats have been asked, by reasonably democratic zoo authorities, to step forward in the scientific spirit of adventure and risk entering the lion’s cage with the noble aim of exploring what is meant by the ‘lion getting his goat’ at a purely grammatical level. The goats understandably find their own anatomy to be the more pertinent subject in question and hence seldom willingly accede to the cause. Homo sapiens quickly replicate the successful survival behaviors of the other species hence it was hardly surprising that no one seemed keen to humor the President.


    Until


    “That’s great, just the initiative I wanted to see young people in my office taking. Come up young man!” An elated President was welcoming some poor sod


    Ram was scouting around to see who this idiot could be, when he had the strangest sinking feeling of people looking his way and smiling, further examination of his body revealed his hand had risen to dangerous heights that it had never aspired for before, courtesy the old cynical hand. The culprit was sporting a depressingly evil grin, like his targets for the entire year had been magically met. What hurt even more was the uncontrollable laughter bout that Tanya had got herself into.


    There seemed to be a time and space accelerator at work, because in the blink of an eye he was up there facing the entire lot of one hundred people. Post his college days, Ram had rarely presented at office, especially given his level in the hierarchy, worse still, he had absolutely no clue about the subject in hand


    “When lack of knowledge makes you want to look, you need not go any further than the nearest book.”


    The essential riddle and the tea cup came in a flurry of insight as Chai La disappeared into a stream of co relation subroutines on a nearby computer.


    “Hey! How did the tea cup appear in you hand?” asked the amazed President, “Anyway I must remember not to drink so much, the stage is yours, young man.”


    He gallantly stepped in little to the side in true military fashion, high marching his way to a position five feet away. The histrionic distraction gave Ram enough time to collect his thoughts before the audience attention would return to him.


    He sought books, the first one that caugjht his eye on the mantelpiece was ‘The Art of War’, Ram knew what he had to do, for once Chai-La’s conundrum made sense


    There was silence. The Ram began. He knew he needed a good starting line


    “Every battle is won, before it is fought.”


    The silence grew even deeper; the President was stunned, then he began clapping as did the rest of the audience, the crescendo rose, Ram felt a feeling he had never quite experienced before, he felt confident. His eye began scanning the other books on the mantelpiece, thee were quite a few, maybe he could pull this off


    “Today this is even more important because we are in a situation where we need to thrive on chaos.”


    Rapt attention, then thunderous applause, Vikas’s jaw had dropped to an all time low, Tanya had an interestingly admiring look in her eyes….


    “And we need to establish a culture that will help us isolate the mega trends that will govern the market, such that no competitors action can ever be a future shock to our clients,” Ram was on a roll now, the audience was lapping it up, the President had a kind avuncular look on his face


    “In fact there are no bad soldiers, only bad officers,” the moment he said that, Ram realized that he had got it very wrong.


    Pin drop silence. The President looked at Vikas. Everyone wanted to look elsewhere.


    “Meeting dismissed, see me in my office Vikas, we need to talk about where our younger people, who have no sense to know otherwise, are getting their king sized egos from?”


    Vikas gave Ram a look that meant problems later. The rest of the audience vanished like they had received urgent emails from their chairs who were feeling rather jilted just then.


    Ram stood alone on the battlefield.


    “Not everything can be done by the book; there is trouble to be had if you leap before you look.”


    The tea cup appeared again at lightning quick speed as Chai-La disappeared into the cover of a music CD on Vikas’s table. It read ‘Appetite for destruction”


    Ram knew what was coming.


    The writer is an independent strategic & ideation consultant. He is also the patron saint of Juhu Beach United, a football club that celebrates the “unfit, out of breath media professional of today.” You can write to him at (vinaykanchan@hotmail.com).


    (The views expressed here are those of the author and Indiantelevision.com need not necessarily subscribe to the same)

  • The imperfect storm



    It‘s a quirky world full of inscrutable clients, unrealistic deadlines and unpredictable bursts of energy, advertising is.
    Presenting tongue-in-cheek peeks at life in media as it exists in India. We would also welcome such and similar thoughts that you would like to see featured in this column. Feel free to pen in your own take to admadworld@indiantelevision.com.


    The Brainstorm: – On the face of it, a group activity that engages in the noble quest for better ideas. But this is as far from the truth as the assumption that global warming is a factor of the gas inducing content of worldwide cuisine. These sessions eventually end up as forums where all the seven sins flaunt themselves unabashedly. And the quest for inspiration is reduced to nothing more than candles flickering in the bellicose gusts that are the hot winds of human ego…


    “The quest for ideas must begin, but not before the room beckons sin”


    The hushed oriental tone, the express delivery of the tea cup and Chai-La, the mystical Chinese canteen tea boy, had vanished into the weather warning on the morning newspaper that indicated the lurking promise of a fierce storm sometime soon. “Hmm, sin? What has sin got to do with brainstorming?” queried Ram Shankar, more of himself than anyone else. He was by far the junior most person on the horizon and when one is an underling, one simply does not burden one‘s superiors with philosophic conundrums early in the morning.


    The ‘brainstorming‘ session had been initiated by Vikas (Ram‘s boss) and Dharti (the ravishingly radiant strategy head); the other invitees included PP (the creative director of the ‘moustache‘ fame) and Planimus (the gladiatorial media planning head). The client had also decided to participate with enthusiasm as the three hour session entailed a few sedate hours away from office for them. Bose and Madhur Lele (first name endowed by parents, the second courtesy the general public) had spirited themselves away with glee when the plan was drawn up.


    “Why are we doing this session?” Ram had asked Vikas.


    “Primarily to showcase our thinking ability in making contributions beyond the realms of merely advertising,” began Vikas. “This will be a session in which we will generate lateral ideas for the clients business that will help him create market value and foster long term strategic and competitive advantage.” As usual by time Vikas had finished, Ram was sorry that he had asked the question.


    The room was bubbling with anticipation with most of the seniors (read as in key members in the forum) dreaming of devious plans to ensure that their ideas would be the only ones recognised.


    It was like the tension before a one hundred meters dash at the Olympics. The various ‘competitors‘ in the room were bustling with anxiety, just about ready to erupt in an ‘idea shooting trigger happy‘ mode.





    “We are here…” Vikas had only gone that far that the chains unfettered themselves. “We need a new media vehicle. A low cost innovation…,” started Planimus. “And a new television commercial that is more interesting…,” cut in PP. “A consumer usage and attitude study needs to be commissioned…,” Dharti interjected. “Our sales guys need to be walloped…,” Bose thumped his ‘marketing‘ chest.


    “Shouldn‘t any session like this have a structure?” enquired the polite Ram Shankar. All eyes froze on him. Bose‘s face was turning blue from the effort of withholding the next staggeringly interesting point that he was about to make.


    “Be it pride, envy or lust, Sometimes silence is an absolute must.”


    Ram deciphered those prophetic words above the cacophony and felt the warm reassurance of the tea cup, as its deliverer exploded into sparks of creativity.


    “Ahem! A brainstorming session is a place for only matured minds to contribute,” began Vikas, in what promised to be a scathing rebuke, but his eyes caught Dharti‘s gaze. “However, let me lay down the agenda for why we are here. We will try and uncover ideas beyond advertising; I hope that emphasis on the underline is not lost. Ideas that will help us reinvent perception on the value chain and ensure that the clients business always sets benchmarks in terms of thought leadership in industry….”


    As usual, when Vikas was on song, people needed a few seconds to react, not wanting to lose the plot that Dharti assumed to be the ‘intellectual leadership‘ of the group.


    “Let us start by using one of the techniques I learnt abroad,” began Dharti, emphasizing just the right bit on ‘abroad‘, “what if we were to see our clients business one hundred years from now? What pictures and ideas come to mind?”


    “Commercials that are more interesting,” began PP. “Larger media budgets,” chipped in Planimus.
    “Lesser and shorter client meetings,” was Vikas‘s contribution. “Wider portfolio and a more loyal consumer,” said Bose with contempt.
    “I don‘t know what will happen tomorrow, how can I see anything that far?” Whenever Madhur Lele troubled the airwaves, he created unifying moments.


    “Use your imagination!” scolded Bose. “For once think about more than leaflets,” boomed PP.


    “How can a marketing man lack vision?” Planimus wanted to know. “Madhur my man, at least try and use your mind sometimes,” was Vikas‘s exhortation.


    The hostile airwaves seemed to pound poor Madhur Lele into submission and he curled up into a fetal position and disappeared under the table.


    “Despite that remark,” began Dharti, oozing competence, charm and sensuality in every syllable, “we did have some interesting ideas back there. There seems to be a clear need to break all the present moulds of our thinking and try something new. See, isn‘t it interesting what that exercise threw up?”


    Despite the curfew on his participation seemingly imposed by Vikas, Ram felt he had to make a point.


    “But weren‘t those kind of obvious suggestions? Also weren‘t they still to do a lot with essentially advertising? If we are looking at a hundred year perspective, shouldn‘t we touch upon how the brand might not need advertising any more? Can‘t we examine possibility? Like what if we changed the equation to make consumers pay us to speak about their products to friends? Don‘t we need to discuss how the product delivery of our brand might change from a tube to maybe a destination? A place where you simply enter and you‘re itching disappears? If we create one location like this, surely we can increase our business portfolio as well to include other aspects of wellness….”


    “Stop this nonsense,” shouted Bose. “How dare he question the caliber of my suggestion? Someone who has only been twelve months in the business? Look at the fellow he seems to be suggesting ideas that belong to a movie…”


    PP exploded in appreciative laughter, winking at Ram at the same time, an action that saved Ram from further humiliation, as the diversion and the acceptance of ‘his joke‘ by the creative director completely floored Bose. “Hey I have other ones as well…” began an elated Bose. “And we shall hear them later, too many diversions already,” cut in Dharti, with an icy coldness that saddened Ram. “What if we come back to the main issue? It seemed to be going in the direction in which we need to do business differently. And where can we get directions about that from?”


    “From conducting an exhaustive research!” concluded Bose. Dharti smiled with the poise of a boa constrictor. “Brilliant Mr Bose, that‘s a great suggestion. Lets consider that the first ‘out of the box‘ insight that has emerged from this forum, and I think this is going just the right way.”


    Ram felt pangs of guilt about his participation in such obvious conclusions. He was about to raise his voice and spirit in participation again when Vikas patted his hand firmly down and scribbled something down on Ram‘s writing pad…


    ‘Just take minutes of this meeting and keep your mouth shut!‘


    Ram felt utterly demoralised. He returned to record the inanities that seemed to be masquerading as ideas.


    “Let‘s change the packaging!”
    “And we take a new celebrity endorser this year!”
    “This year we will take direct pot shots at the competition!”
    “And we will innovate at every step!”
    “We will set benchmarks, the others will follow.”


    That last statement (Ram was too disheartened to notice its originator) send the entire room in a jingoistic frenzy to the accompaniment of enthusiastic table thumping and back slapping. Ram just sank his head on the table.


    “While the sins of the powers that be are of a higher need, the ones lower in the food chain at such times should always succumb to their basic greed.”


    The high pitched cackle and Chai-La had vanished along a series of marks scribbled along the side of a designer bench kept in the conference room.


    But not before leaving Ram some tea and a whole lot of tasty snacks…


    The writer is an independent strategic & ideation consultant. He is also the patron saint of Juhu Beach United, a football club that celebrates the “unfit, out of breath media professional of today.” You can write to him at (vinaykanchan@hotmail.com).


    (The views expressed here are those of the author and Indiantelevision.com need not necessarily subscribe to the same)


     

  • ‘Life Insurance’ – Max New York’s new TVC

    Imagine….



    She is just back from her shopping spree. She rushes towards the apartment, when the watchman says that her husband has already arrived from office.



    Happy and delighted, she dashes into the kitchen to prepare those two “romantic cups” of tea, to be sipped by two beloved souls amidst the soft evening breeze.



    While watching the water gurgle inside the “hot burning pot”, she calls out to her Sanju; alas, no response. She calls him up on his mobile. Yes!!! It’s ringing; she can hear it. Can he??? She finds his mobile sitting upon the sofa set looking “grey and grave”.



    She can hear the water drops “kissing” the bathroom floor. She steps onto the bathroom tiles, hoping that she will find him there. Sanju’s absence is conspicuous here too.



    She flees; flees across her “sweet home” space with her heart pounding loud; maybe skipping a beat or two. And then she enters the terrace, only to find…



    the soft whispery breeze combing through Sanju’s hair while he silently rests on his easy chair allowing the radio frequency to murmur the “latest” songs into his head phone-corked ears.



    Woof!!! What a relief!



    Ok!!! Let Ad Pick tell you that this is no imagination at all. This is the Max New York Life Insurance TVC, coming from the house of Euro RSCG.



    Review: Great philosophers always warned that no trouble knocks at the window before sneaking through the pane. So, better be alert.



    Max New York’s TVC also follows similar lines. It asks you to be alert. It asks you to be watchful; to be insured. After all, even accidents never knock at the door before dropping in.



    The Max New York Life Insurance ad is built entirely on suspense; and not once does that suspense break its clue. Thus, there is but very little chance that the ad goes avoided, at least in the first go.



    However, here comes the flaw. Just like many suspense thrillers, this ad too tends to loose its charm with repeated watch. Accordingly, the chance that the TVC gets to create an impact amongst the targeted group is highly numbered.



    Yes. The ad does have an impactful punch, specifically because of the suspense theme embedded into it. But for how long does that impact remain amongst the marked assemblage, is a question that can be answered only by the Max New York life insurance agents. After all, it’s only they who know the exact number of policies that’s been sold by so far.



    However, Ad Pick surely believes that the TVC is above average, if not par excellence.



    Not bad Euro RSCG.


    Agency: Euro RSCG
    Running time: 45 seconds
    ITV rating: * * * *