<![CDATA[Gawker: defamer, celeb endorsements]]> http://tags.gawker.com/assets/base/img/thumbs140x140/gawker.com.png <![CDATA[Gawker: defamer, celeb endorsements]]> http://gawker.com/tag/defamer/celebendorsements http://gawker.com/tag/defamer/celebendorsements <![CDATA[A Miserable Steven Seagal And Richard Dean Anderson Christen All New Class Of Geek Squad Protection]]> To roll out their all-new level of Black Tie Geek Squad Protection (the geeks arrive in stretch limousines, carry silver trays, and are all named Giles), Best Buy enlisted the celebrity services of "Four Icons of Protection, Steven Seagal, Richard Dean Anderson and Tanya Roberts," according to the press release. (That's just three, but who's counting?) Our Zune-taunting cousins at Gizmodo were there to catch all the excitement. Sadly, despite the best efforts of the emcee urging him to, "Take this pack of chewing gum, a pogo stick shaft, and a box of nail filings, and make something blow up already!" MacGyver proved to be about as mechanically minded as our mom.

Seagal, however, was even more of a disappointment, throwing a fit as soon as he mounted the stage over the intensity of the stage lights. You'd think someone with as much experience starring in a string of marginally beloved martial arts movies, and shredding his blues away on the El Rey stage, would be accustomed to the hot glare of theatrical lighting. If we had to guess, however, we'd say his vampiric reaction might have to do with flashbacks to the powerful lamp shoved into his face by overzealous FBI agents trying to connect the actor to the Anthony Pellicano racketeering scandal.

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<![CDATA[Hula The Pounds Away With The Angelina Jolie Massage Hoop!]]> In the ungoverned wilds of Chinese industry, where intellectual property is barely policed by the ineffectual People's Glorious Bureau of Familiar Western Faces and Poultry Grading, it's not an uncommon occurrence to stumble upon an A-list celebrity gracing the packaging of some 99ยข Only-store-bound product.

Such is the case with this amazing Boyu-1108 Massage Hoop, a colorful, ribbed take on the classic hula which features none other than unwitting celebrity spokesperson (and illustrated customer!) Angelina Jolie benefiting from its miraculous, weist-whittling properties. Once you find yourself hooked, may we suggest also investing in a Boyu-2409 Pogo Pleasurer, the only coil-powered personal massager and transportation device currently approved by Julia Roberts.

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<![CDATA[Annals Of Opportunistic Marketing: Sanjaya Spork'd By KFC]]> 66fcae2c1fe1f0b1681c7d81ba1d8c14.jpgAlways on the lookout for free creative ways to promote their artery-jacking Famous Bowls, KFC has again appealed to the newly minted stars of American Idol to help usher its gustatory message to the finger lickin' masses. Having struck out last season with a generous offer to the runner-up of a $10,000 "commercial recording contract," the fast food outlet has now set its sights on the series' most polarizing contestant—tone-deaf hairdevil, Sanjaya Malakar:

If you sport a bowlcut hairdo in a nationally televised performance, KFC will grant you a free lifetime supply of KFC Famous Bowls and a charitable donation in your name — plus $5,000 in cash and your own starring role in our next KFC Famous Bowls advertisement.
Now, that's an offer almost as juicy as our KFC world famous chicken [...]

Your Fan,
[signed] Gregg Dedrick
President of KFC

We doubt the popular song-rapist would be willing to forego his trademarked mane—and whatever supernatural, Samsonian strength might emanate from its chestnut locks—in exchange for a lifetime of Famous Bowls and a mere five grand, which is barely enough to cover his ponyhawk scrunchie budget. Still, Malakar's advisors have sat him down and appealed to their client to at least consider the deal, realizing that looking like Moe from the Three Stooges on national TV is a small (and unlikely to be the most humiliating) price to pay in exchange for an endorsement deal in the hand, to say nothing of the added security of knowing where the teen sensation will find his next meal once the Idol gravy train has left the station.

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<![CDATA[Press Release Headline Reminds Us Who Jennie Garth Is]]>
Poor KooKoo Bear. While a competing house of bambino fashion stumbled upon the Holy Grail of celebrity baby endorsements by having one of its T-shirts modeled by the Chosen One on the cover of People magazine, the KK Bear must settle for a press release touting a secondhand endorsement ("Jennie Garth received numerous gift item from KooKoo Bear Kids — and loved them!") from an actress best known for holding her own against Tori Spelling in a teen drama that peaked 20 years ago. And while it can't offer much comfort to know one's career currently carries only enough heat to grace the headline of a PR script pushing plushie onesies, it certainly beats the prospect of being a former Oscar winner and discovering your name ("Hollywood stars, such as Mira Sorvino, seek out the exceptional designer items...") buried several paragraphs into the text.

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<![CDATA[Index Rates Celebrities' Ability To Sell Us Stuff We Don't Need]]> pariscarls.jpgThe empirical measurement of a celebrity's marketable "celebrityness" has, until now, been a fuzzy science. Sure, there are Q-ratings, power lists, salary charts, and the informal caste lettering system consensus that firmly places a Nicole Kidman on the Chanel-pimping A-list, while a Patricia Heaton floats comfortably somewhere in the Albertson's B-zone. But now, thanks to the scientifically rigorous Davie-Brown Index, all the guesswork has finally been taken out of assessing a celebrity's ability to shill burgers and hair products. Reports THR:

Davie-Brown Entertainment is set to launch on Monday (February 13) a celebrity-evaluation index for brand marketers and their ad agencies. The company says the index will determine a celebrity's relevance to a brand's image and their influence on consumer-buying behavior.


The so-called Davie-Brown Index, or DBI, will be compiled and managed by i.think inc. based on surveys of its 1.5 million-member research panel, which is demographically balanced across the country, said Jeff Chown, president of Davie-Brown Talent. More than 1,500 celebrities will be included in the index, which evaluates celebrities based on eight key attributes: appeal, notice, trendsetting, influence, trust, endorsement, aspiration and awareness.

The innovative 8-point assessment system, while thorough, did have a few kinks. Paris Hilton, for example, scored an unfairly low "awareness" number, due to interviewees misinterpreting the category as measuring the celebrity's own awareness of the world around them, as opposed to the other way around. Still, depite other low scoring ("Trust: 0, Aspiration: 0, Appeal: 0"), the researchers admitted Hilton was still a highly marketable celebrity pitchman, thanks to her off-the-charts numbers in the elusive ninth category: "Skank factor."

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<![CDATA[Will Conan O'Brien Affect Finnish History?]]>
Conan O'Brien isn't the first comedian to use the intangible, inherent comedic properties of Finland to his advantage, though he could well be the first to affect the country's political history by doing so. So taken is he with his passing resemblance to President Tarja Halonen (see above), he has officially begun a one-man campaign in support of her re-election, going so far as to release this official press statement: "Why do I support Tarja Halonen? Because she's got the total package: a dynamic personality, a quick mind, and most importantly — my good looks."

But with Late Night airing five nights a week on Finnish cable (yes, we were surprised too, though we suppose the concept of a masturbating bear translates fairly easily) and O'Brien's pro-Halonen exploits becoming regular Finnish tabloid fodder (again Finnish tabs? Who knew?) the President's political opponents are less than amused that all this coverage may help to throw the election her way.

"He's just making fun of the whole election," said Harri Jaskari, campaign manager for [conservative candidate Sauli] Niinisto. "If this decides the election, then we're in trouble. It gives a very poor picture of Finnish democracy."

We imagine Niinisto's camp's sour grapes pronouncements stem from the fact that their very non-descript candidate doesn't look like anyone famous, though reports have been circulating that he has been working on a dead-on Regis Philbin impression that he plans on unleashing at the next round of televised debates.

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<![CDATA[William Shatner DVD Club Takes All The Guesswork Out Of Buying Bad Movies]]> shatnerdvd.jpgAdapt or perish, the saying goes, and no better example has ever existed than that loose cluster of constantly regenerating and morphing biological matter better known to fans worldwide as William Shatner. Who else could take, as he famously described in an SNL sketch, "an enjoyable little job, that I did as a lark for a few years," and parlay it into a fifty-year TV, movie, spoken-word recording, and internet "name your price" travel sales career? And now, his greatest venture yet: The William Shatner DVD Club, where a personally curated menu of science fiction, fantasy and horror "underground hits no one else has," is culled from the bins of the finest 99-cent stores everywhere and delivered straight to your home for the low, low price of just $4 (plus a reasonable annual membership fee). Just imagine your delight when Dragon Storm, starring Maxwell Caulfield, arrives on your doorstep, its glistening, taut shrink-wrap just begging to be torn off so that you may hungrily consume the Shatner-approved contents within.

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<![CDATA[Ben Affleck Has Something He Wants To Sell You]]>
We recently posted a reader's blow-by-blow plot analysis of an Argentinian men's fragrance ad starring Ben Affleck, locally oversaturated movie star and director of Violet-burping, hitting the streets of Buenos Aires with a babe-tallying clicker. Today, a helpful reader points us to the ad itself, which is available for online viewing (simply click on the TV icon to "mira el comercial.")

Turns out Affleck's offshore shilling campaign isn't relegated to the Americas. Another reader living in France (yes, we have readers in France, though they are a bit lackadaisical when it comes to sharing Gerard Depardieu sightings) sent in a description of yet another Affleck TV spot, this one for soy milk:

I live in France and Ben Affleck does an ad here for Alpro soy milk. He is sitting at the counter of an American style diner and some French chick is sitting next to him, freaking out (because she can't believe her luck/bad luck?). He ends up drinking her soy milk, if my memory serves me correctly.

No one can tell a story of doomed, young love like the French, and this artful Godardian homage is no exception. Perhaps there is more than just a 7-figure Euro paycheck at play here, but rather Affleck's cunning attempt at repositioning himself as the poster boy for the New New Wave.

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<![CDATA[Ben Affleck Smells Like Axe Spirit]]> affleck-cop.jpgNew father and househusband Ben Affleck always seems to have a number of quiet side-projects cooking: uncompensated celebrity Starbucks endorser, unauthorized likeness model, and according to a reader spending some time outside the country, South American fragrance-advocate:

So we are on vacation in Argentina at the moment and happened to catch a very sexy TV ad starring Ben Affleck. It is for cheesy men's cologne line Axe. In the ad, Ben is walking around logging all the women he sees on a little clicker (like the kind Hollywood doormen use). At the end of the spot, he gets into an elevator with a young, skinny, dorky dude in a delivery shirt and shows him the clicker registering 107 ladies (the ad doesn't show him actually DOING the ladies, thank God, but does Jennifer Garner know?). To Ben´s amazement and lascivious approval, the delivery guy also has a clicker reading 700-ish. Cut to the delivery guy in his apartment applying Axe. Thought you might like to know about this since we have been deprived of it in the US, at least as far as I know.

Affleck's smart to maintain a creative outlet like this, just in case this whole stay-at-home dad gig proves to be insufficiently fulfilling and he starts to get the acting itch again.

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<![CDATA[Steven Seagal's Energy Drink: Incredible Fact Or Delicious Fiction?: UPDATE]]> [Ed.note—Update after the jump.] It's way too early for us to determine whether this site touting Steven Seagal's Lightning Bolt, an energy drink available in delicious "Cherry Charge" and "Asian Experience" [!] flavors, is a brilliant hoax or the greatest marriage of washed-up actor and consumer product ever conceived. To wit, from the drink's website:

Steven Seagal now can add “Energy Drink formulator” to a list of talents that already includes veteran actor, singer/songwriter, guitarist, and Aikido black belt. Maintaining an unrelenting schedule that would tire younger entrepreneurs, the 54-year-old Seagal has just completed two movies, “Into the Sun” and “Submerged.” His album, Songs from the Crystal Cave, released earlier this year, has already hit the pop charts in Europe.

Lightning Bolt Energy Drink™ is the result of Seagal’s travels in Asia in search of the ingredients believed to keep many locals disease-free for life.

We want to believe, we really do, but we can't shake the image of Santa Claus buggering the Easter Bunny while Seagal watches from atop a unicorn, roaring with laughter. (We not entirely sure we're awake yet, but why is Seagal playing the ukulele?) We even called the customer service phone number and reached a voicemail box for "Steven Seagal's Energy Drink," despite the fact we were getting in touch during the company's posted business hours. A WHOIS search on the domain name was inconclusive. We've done all we can do, short of making a pilgrimage to Seagal's secret Buddhist temple/drink formulating facility in Tibet to yank on that famous ponytail until we get the truth. For now, we'll chug from the shiny can of credulity. We've got to believe in something.

Also: Our pal at IsraellyCool has been taking the same agonizing journey of belief/disbelief.

UPDATE: A reader claims that it's real: "Yeah, it's real. I work for a large beverage manufacturer and in last month's trades, along with every other energy drink, Seagal has one coming out working the mystic martial arts Buddhist angle. My co-workers and I could not stop laughing. I'm sure it's filled with crap like all the others. Also get ready for the Von Dutch energy drink made by Rockstar coming very, very soon. I can't make this shit up."

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