I read today that this ad, for Metz Schnapps, caused a stir back in the 1990s because parents across the nation complained that it was way too scary for children to be aired on TV, and that eventually it was banned. Hold on, if that’s true, I believe that adverts for alcohol would only have been aired after the 9 o’clock watershed (when all wee bairns should be tucked up safely in their cosy beds). I’d have to say to the complainants then: Come again? Too scary for who? Are you sure it wasn’t you?!
My parents introduced me to classic horror movies (the likes of Bela Lugosi as Dracula) at a young age. We all huddled together on the sofa to watch and ironically, what I remember is not the feeling of horror but the fact of being cuddled up close to Mum and Dad. Maybe that held me in good stead in some way because to me, this ad is no worse than an old Grimm’s fairy tale. Am I unusual, or are people turning into wimps?
Just by the by, doesn’t the narrator have a lovely accent? I think it’s the same as Bjork, i.e. Icelandic. I’d love to speak like this – I’m tempted to reinvent myself with an accent that rrrumbles arrround its rrrs, gently thuddds its way around d’s and sing-songs its way through sentences. Much more romantic sounding than my middle England mixed with ‘something else’!