So, how you start your Christmas? Mine is a tradition and a twilight night zone. Every year around this time one of our good friends, Note, would make horrible statements in sunday school. He would tell monkeys that God has the power to throw them into hell and they should fear him. As usual, I said, “Note, look, that’s true but you don’t have to tell those kids. It’s Christmas! We should set the mood and it’s about time for the first advent chocolate.”
Then, Note said, “Cat, I know. You like that John Lewis advert.” I rolled my eyes and said, “Trust me, you would love it and I don’t think you should follow the mentality of guardian’s editors. They are lunatic somehow but they like it too.”
And I hope you’d also like that advert. It is an ordinary day. The piano sets the mood. The boy wakes up for his first advent chocolate. The Christmas countdown starts. Few shots of waiting come afterward. Those shots are ordinary scenes of everyday life. They are just beautiful in that production. The creative team catches those moments and makes them in a way like poem.
The advert can’t be perfect without that song, Please Please Please let me get what I want, sang by a female vocalist. I think it is a wise choice because it leaves space for different interpretations. I’d love to put it into a prayer. During Christmas time, it is touching to hear a confession:
Please Please Please let me get what I want. I want to be a good man. And Lord knows it would be the first time…
Well, I hope Note would understand this: the number of jerks is more than that of good man. And jerks don’t care if they will burn in hell. So, we should save the breath and enjoy whatever good in our lives. And, believe this, the money we earn is clean and we shall be rich in every aspect of our lives.