It’s like the client cut the budget, leaving the agency tea-lady to go through a stock footage website, except she’s got bad ADD and just woke up from the coma she entered in 1996.
It’s like Mickey Mouse breathed life into a mood board from Latvia’s equivalent of JJB sports then ate it and threw it up.
It’s like a blind dog covered itself in superglue and ran through the cutting room floor of a shitty Nike ad.
But worse that all that.
It’s fucking boring.