These posts celebrate the movie trailers, movie posters, commercials, print ads, and other promotional material that stand as their own works of art. 

Friends, Converse shoes have been my primary footwear for a long, long time, and I can assure you that I have never found them to have this sort of effect on lounging, bikini-clad companions. To be fair, I’ve always worn Chuck Taylors rather than Coach or Jack Purcells, but I refuse to believe those low-top compromises would produce superior outcomes in attracting other sentient human beings.

This is such an odd ad, anyway. It’s like someone in the pitch room said, “Well, sex sells,” and everyone shrugged and replied, “Good enough.”