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Simon Horne – 4/1/00, 5.52pm
Оглавлениеto… David Crutton
cc…
re… needless hassle
I have come back from a very delicate meeting at the Groucho with Quentin Tarantino’s British agent.
I feel Tarantino is very close to agreeing to shoot our Kimbelle commercials provided we have a sufficiently high body count.
The kudos we would reap from this is incalculable.
I should be returning to a well-earned pat on the back. Instead I find demented e-mails from both Harriet and Daniel on my laptop.
My loyalty to Harriet is wearing thin. Why should I defend her increasingly flaky behaviour if she deals behind my back in this way?
Her sniping at my new Mako work does, of course, gall.
But this must be our recommendation to the client. We cannot risk making ourselves look weak and uncertain by presenting more than one campaign.
Having said that, I can live with another team continuing to look at the brief. It is pretty unlikely that they will best my campaign.
If they do, you know that I will be the first out of my seat to lead the ovation.
As for Daniel, his fears that we will not deliver on Coke are, frankly, hysterical.
Perhaps you should remind him that I was in the same room as the legendary John Webster when he came up with the ‘lipsmackin, thirstquenchin …’ ad for Pepsi.
Furthermore, was it not I who created ‘Mr Ffffizzzzzy’, the zany animated bubble, for Fun Pops in 1982?
What I do not know about advertising carbonated drinks to British teenagers is not worth knowing.
Si