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Paul Silburn

2011-10-27T04:15:00.000-07:00

Original by Three Green Dots:
http://fineparkingcompany.wordpress.com/

Rip-off by Paul Silburn

It's beyond a doubt now that, to Paul, this has become a matter of principle; he will not base an advert on an idea of his own. He simply will not countenance it for a second. As long as other people's ideas are just a mouse-click away, he'll keep sucking them up through that flapping, jowly gob and squeezing them back out into our faces through that halo of ruptured veins he calls an arsehole.
Isn't that right, Paul? I noticed you used 'Money For Nothing' on your little film there. That's your fucking anthem isn't it Paul you raddled old cunt? I can imagine you whistling that in the morning as you hoist a creaking leg up onto your bathroom sink and chuck a load of talc at your gristly old balls. Gets mighty dry down there doesn't it Paul you papery skinned talent-leeching vampiric fuck? And when you arrive at your desk and start the day's YouTube trawl, do you have that on in the background as you earmark the ideas you're going to steal for your next joyless, cynical, piece of shit ad? Course you do.
How the fuck do you still have a job Paul? How have they not cottoned onto you? Every time you put an ad on YouTube the comments go spastic with people accusing you of plagiarism. When are you going to stop? Is this your way of asking someone to kill you, is that it? Is it a cry for help? Tell you what Paul, I'll be a lot fucking happier than the schlubs in your fucking ad when I hear you've bludgeoned yourself to death with one of your ill-deserved fucking gongs. CUNT.

CUNT! CUNT! CUNT!

Blake Waters & Will Thacker

2011-09-14T15:46:00.000-07:00

Sir Didymus and Ambrosius from the film 'Labyrinth'

Original by Brian Froud

Rip off by Blake Waters & Will Thacker

Big mistake, cunts. It's not just puppets in Labyrinth. You know who else is in it? David Bowie. He's not going to be happy. I wouldn't want Bowie on my scent. He's relentless. Imagine waking up in the middle of the night to the drip drip of cocaine nosebleed on your forehead. You open your eyes and there he is - Bowie; tall bastard with a dead eye looming over you, impossibly standing between your bed and the wall like a legless ghost. But there's no space there, how's he doing that? He's Bowie, that's how. Sweet dreams, nob-joys.

Arnaud Vanhelle & Benoit Raynert

2011-06-27T14:30:00.000-07:00

Original by Chris Auret & Alexis Christodoulou, student campaign for South African Sustainable Seafood Initiative (SASSI) with the line 'Would you care more now?'

Rip off by Arnaud Vanhelle & Benoit Raynert, live campaign for WWF with the line 'Would you care more if I was a gorilla/rhino/panda?'

This is just too fucking much. If the identical concept and execution weren't enough to convince everyone with half a fucking brain and one functioning eyeball that the Ogilvy campaign is a total steal, the near-identical line should. Plus the fact that Chris and Alexis' had been online for some time before the Ogilvy one came out.

But - those thieving fuckers are still protesting their innocence. Here's my favourite line from Ogilvy's official statement (made in a letter from their lawyer to one representing Chris & Alexis):

“Our work is indeed based on the same idea as the one of your client. But you will agree, above all, that it is not very original to use animals in their environment to talk over the disappearance of animals.”

In other words: "The idea's shit anyway so even if we did steal it, the fact that you even care means all your ideas must be shit, so just, like, shut up yeah?"

Absolute bag of dicks. Just fucking own up to it, have some balls, relish your utter, abject ad-man cuntishness. Don't send a statement through a lawyer. Write it on a just-emptied coke wrap, invite the boys in for a book crit and then staple it to their foreheads while they wait in reception as you saunter past on your way to the whorehouse.

But then I suppose that would require some imagination, wouldn't it? Cunts.

Joe Miller, Tristan Cornelius & Graham Fink

2011-06-27T14:28:00.000-07:00

Original by Jill Greenberg

Rip off by Joe Miller, Tristan Cornelius & Graham Fink

No I.P. No Happy, more like.

Cunts.

Chris Joakim & Mike Doneghey and Woods + Low

2011-06-27T13:48:00.000-07:00

Original by Ze Frank

Rip off by Chris Joakim & Mike Doneghey and Woods + Low

Touch the Rainbow? Not if it's the same one you rammed up Ze Frank's anus as you remorselessly raped him like a paedophile clown with a multi-coloured strap-on en route to scooping a fucking Gold Lion at Cannes, you cunts.

Cunts.

Jacklyn Rink & Ashley Davis Marshall and Tom Kuntz

2011-05-12T13:10:00.000-07:00

Original by Brian McElhaney & Nick Kocher

Jacklyn Rink & Ashley Davis Marshall and Tom Kuntz

Predictable use of the comic idiom employed in the two clips above, providing further evidence of the deterioration of this blog, the writer of which is starting to realise that perhaps there are only so many ways to call someone a cunt.

Some cunts at Publicis and Nick Jones

2011-05-09T12:19:00.000-07:00

Original by Beardyman

Rip-off by some cunts at Publicis and Nick Jones

The creatives responsible for this prolapse-inducing cringefest will remain anonymous for now. I can't find any mention of them anywhere, and believe me, I've been nosing round all over the shop. There's a total information embargo on these fuckers. Even now I imagine they're locked up for their own safety in a Publicis basement stationary cupboard, chin-deep in a soup of each other's tears and shit, praying that Humanity will forgive them for inflicting the lines 'Love those funky biscuits' and 'Hip-hopping Hobnobs' on us. Either that or they've already been 'disappeared' by their Creative Director, renditioned to the McVitie's factory and ground up into little chunks. Don't be surprised if the left molar of the copywriter turns up in a Medley Bar some time soon.

But I did manage to uncover the identity of the director. May I present serial-plagiarist, Nick 'Anything'Jones. The very same Nick Jones who shat the toenail-meltingly awful Mighty Boosh rip-off into our collective faces. Here it is again, for those who haven't seen it, and for those who have but then immediately gouged the memory out of their brains with a teaspoon up the nose:

Oh God, that's awful. 'Sunshine Princess'? Who writes this shit? Henry Challender, since you ask. What a cunt. Anyway, back to Nick. According to the bio on his production company website (from which both the Sugar Puffs and Hobnobs ads are conspicuously absent), Nick started out in TV comedy before moving into ads. To quote: "...he knows exactly where the gag lies, and how not to tread on it or spoof it." Too right he knows where the gag lies; in someone else's fucking idea. Much like the two hapless twats in his ad, it seems Nick has his own special recipe, which I imagine goes something like this:

First, cook up an excuse for what you're about to make. It doesn't have to hold together, it just has to exist. Once you've done that, put it to the side - you'll need it later. Now, take an idea, any idea, it doesn't matter where you find it and sieve out everything that makes it funny or charming in any fucking way at all. Really give that sieve a good old shake until anything that looks like wit or joy has been filtered right the fuck out. When the mixture is almost inedibly bland, glaze it with a thin coating of high-end production values and slide it into an edit suite where you can leave it for about a week, before serving it to a disbelieving nation. Of course it'll make everybody sick, but don't worry - you'll still get paid YOU FUCKING SHAMELESS THIEVING CUNT.

But looking on the bright side, this bowlful of abortion has been a total shitastrophe for everyone involved - even Bass6 the beatboxer has had some shit thrown his way. Nick - cunt. Anonymous cunts at Publicis - also cunts. And not anonymous forever, either. I'm still looking...

Paul Silburn & Louisa Almgren and Chris Palmer

2011-04-15T06:01:00.000-07:00

Original by Jill Peterson & Kevin Heinz

Rip off by Paul Silburn & Louisa Almgren and Chris Palmer

Check out the making of video below where you can listen to Paul fucking Silburn and Louisa wanking Almgren witter on about yet another YouTube trawl masquerading as an idea as if anyone gives a sun-dried shit, though personally I'd rather listen to the cunt farts of a dying cow through a fucking ear trumpet made of AIDS, the arseholes:

According to Paul (he's the one in the granddad's gardening jumper that looks like he turned it inside out just before the shoot to hide the zig-zagging slug-trail superhighway of spunk stains ammassed during late-night YouTube research sessions), "It's based on the phenomenon of wedding entrance dances..."

Is it? Is it fucking really? Or is everything about it, from the idea to the choreography, stolen wholesale from one specific wedding entrance video which - by the way dick-splash - has had over 60 million views on YouTube?

Please retire, preferably from life, A-fucking-SAP. CUNT.

Paul Silburn & Tony McTear and Daniel Kleinman / Martin Galton & Trevor de Silva and Mark Chaudoir

2011-03-06T14:29:00.000-08:00

Original by Big Train

Rip-off 1 by Paul Silburn & Tony McTear and Daniel Kleinman

Rip-off 2 by Martin Galton & Trevor de Silva and Mark Chaudoir

Looks like the parasitic fucks of adland can't leave this sketch alone; they're like a pack of Serengeti babboons endlessly returning to the same zebra carcass for one last skull fuck. Time to move on, boys. Pluck the maggots from your japs-eyes and go find something new to rape. Cunts.

Tom Spicer, Simon Aldridge, Kit Dayaram & Vince Chasteuneuf

2011-03-06T13:26:00.000-08:00

Original by Daniel Simons and Christopher Chabris

Rip-off by Tom Spicer, Simon Aldridge, Kit Dayaram & Vince Chasteneuf

Hey Tom, Simon, Kit, Vince. Here's an attentiveness test you can try at home. Look in the mirror. Can you see a cunt? Yes? Excellent, you've passed with flying colours. Put on your happy hats and give yourselves a reach around. Maybe you deserve that BTTA Silver Award after all. Absolute, gargantuan, galactic-level event cunts.

Steve Grime & Fabrice Ward and Dan Sumich

2010-10-21T03:57:00.000-07:00

Original 1 by Blu

Original 2 by Slinkachu

Rip offs by Steve Grime & Fabrice Ward and Dan Sumich

And here we have a campaign for child protection in which each execution is a rip off of a different animator's signature style. What next? Tiltshift-style footage of an underage prostitute hustling in downtown LA? Or perhaps a Wallace clone weeping into his tea as a young boy's voiceover recalls a Wendsleydale-lubricated arse-raping courtesy of his canine sidekick?

And Dan, you directed this did you? Of course you did - who could fail to recognise the unmistakable Dan Sumich touch? OK, here's what you do: watch this -

Now, rip it off. You'd be about the eighth cunt to do it which seems to be your modus fucking operandi. But instead of stop motion footage showing you curled up on a bed with an array of nick-nacks drifting past you in a whimsical evocation of a dream, film yourself spasming in agony as an endless barrage of objects tears you to fucking shreds.

Come on Dan, really; what is the point of you? Ever think about that? Who needs Dan Sumich? Advertising doesn't need you - it's heaving with plagiarists as it is, and most of them are younger and better informed than you. You're not even the first fucker to pinch Blu's style. Art doesn't need you - you've proven that you're totally bereft of creativity. And humanity doesn't need you - by all accounts you're an intolerable, self-adoring cunt-mouth who openly brags about stealing other peoples ideas.

You're as much use to the world as a mixed bag of labial surgery off-cuts. Fuck you.

Lewis Mooney & Ed Cole with Brian Billow

2010-06-08T03:51:00.000-07:00

Original by Airloaf

Rip-off by Lewis Mooney & Ed Cole, directed by

Brian Billow.

Exactly what sort of cunts are Lewis and Ed?

If at one end of the scale there's the immaculately folded,

origami cricket made of parma ham kind of cunts, then

they're right at the other end; disemboweled rat

splayed on a dissecting table infested with blow-fly

egg-sacs kind of cunts.

Nauseating abominations of atrocities that barely

qualify as vaginas at all kind of cunts.

Because not only are they your standard-issue

thieving adland wank baskets, they're also totally

oblivious to what's good about the object of their

plagiarism.

What's so brilliant about Baptazia is (of course) the

ecstatically amazing dancing and the sublime

finesse with which the footage is cut to the soundtrack.

Only a pair as clueless, crass and basic as Lewis

and Ed could think that the humour lay in the mere

juxtaposition of a church service with drum and bass.

And only a pair as arrogant as them would imagine

that they'd get away with it; some Baptazia clips have

over a million views on YouTube.

Lewis. Ed. You are mega-cunts, meta-cunts, cunts so

wide a squirrel could windsurf across you, so deep you

go back in time and fuck yourselves with turds from the

future.

Cunts cunts cunts cunts cunts cunts cunts cunts.

Cunts

Ben Tollett, Emer Stamp, Steve Wioland and Matt Woolner

2010-05-18T02:03:00.000-07:00

Original by Micaela Trani and Antonio Gigliotti

Rip-off by Ben Tollett, Emer Stamp, Steve Wioland and

Matt Woolner

Call them thieving cunts if you like (they're on 020 3077

1027) but there's no denying their resolve.

Having failed to flog their client a rip-off of a music video

(see previous post), Adam & Eve's steadfast rejection

of creative integrity wins the day as they finally convince

John Lewis to buy a rip-off of an advert instead.

The original shows the progress of a little girl to a

brunette woman, soundtracked by 'Always a Woman'

courtesy of Billy Joel.

The rip-off, which Adam & Eve maintains is in no way

influenced by the original, shows the progress of a

little girl to a brunette woman (and beyond to old age)

soundtracked by 'Always a Woman'.

Coincidence or cunt incident? Based on Adam &

Eve's previous form I think we all know the answer to

that one.

I'd like to see a a 90 second clip showing the

progress of the creatives from the moment they

received the brief, to the client presentation in which

they claimed a stolen idea as their own. It could be

soundtracked by 'Always a Cunt'. I think that's the B-side

to Uptown Girl.

Ben Priest

2010-03-16T06:29:00.000-07:00

Original by Oren Lavie, Yuval and Merav Nathan

Attempted rip-off by Ben Priest.

Oh fuck.

If anyone caught 'Inside John Lewis' the other day

on the BBC, they'd have witnessed Ben Priest

showing all the world what a colossal vagina he is.

On the program, the marketing manager of John

Lewis goes to Adam & Eve to see their new 'ideas'

for the John Lewis Christmas campaign.

In the presentation, Ben shows the marketing man

a clip on YouTube of this promo:

According to the voiceover, Ben has been 'inspired'

by it.

Really? 'Inspired' as in 'influenced'? As in 'has had

his own imagination sparked off by it so that he

conceives something of his own?

Oh right. 'Inspired' as in 'saved the embarrassment

of trying to have his own idea and failing so utterly

that he wonders why the fuck it says 'creative' on

his ridiculously inflated pay slip, or why he even

bothers to breathe, the cunt'.

Now I see.

Having shamelessly presented somebody else's

work in the meeting, Ben then goes on to present

a series of executions ALL OF WHICH ARE

IDENTICAL TO THE VIDEO, except that instead

of objects relating to the track, the objects are

presents from John Lewis that the sleeping

people are dreaming of.

So basically, the promo but with a John Lewis

logo and the end.

Fortunately, the marketing man doesn't like the

idea, thereby thwarting Ben's attempt to do his job

without doing any work.

But still, fucking unbelievable.

I suggest a new program; 'Inside Ben Priest'.

With the barrel of a loaded revolver pressed

against his clammy temple we force Ben to snort

a tiny camera up his stupid face, whereupon the

miniature device searches his entire body for any

shred of creativity. When, after years of navigating

shit-clogged arteries it finally discovers a creativity

gland as shriveled and useless as an

octogenarian's cock after a three day bath in cold

piss, we beam the footage to every household in

the land before blowing Ben's brains across the

keyboard of the laptop on which he spends his

days sifting YouTube for ideas to steal and his

nights trying to yank some life into his jaded cock.

Absolute fucking universe-enveloping cunt.

Mark Biernacki and Steph Mackie & Rob Purnam

2010-03-11T04:57:00.000-08:00

Original by Pleix

Rip off by Mark Biernacki and Steph Mackie & Rob Purnam

Here's Rob the director droning on about his fucking dog food advert as if it's the opening titles of Raging Bull, the twat:

"The ‘Catch’ spot was to be a series of shots of dogs looking with anticipation as a piece of dog food is flying through the air towards them. We shot close-ups of the dogs at 1000 fps. The result was really wonderfully anthropomorphic. The super slow motion really captured this intense sense of desire in the dogs’ eyes. To me it was equal parts awe inspiring and hilarious to see so rich a palate of personality in a dog’s facial expressions. A few days after the shoot I started to get emails from Mark, Steph and the editor Chris Parkins with the different iterations of the spots cut to different music selections, all of them interesting for different reasons. But then they put footage from the two spots together to form this new greater whole that really exploits the dynamics of the dogs’ athleticism and their emotive personality in slowed time.”

"The super slow motion really captured this intense sense of desire in the dogs’ eyes."

IT'S A FUCKING ADVERT!

FOR FUCKING DOG FOOD!!

EVERY FUCKING ASPECT OF WHICH YOU STOLE FROM A MUSIC VIDEO!!!

Next time you want to give your fucking slow-motion wonder-gizmo a whirl, film THIS: someone capable of original thought carves the script for a dog food ad onto a Lego brick and launches it out of a dog's arsehole. As it arcs through the air - and you, Mark and Steph simultaneously stop massaging Pedigree Chum into each other's hairless ball-bags and gaze up with desperate drool-chinned craving at the only original idea you've ever been within twenty feet of - the super slow-motion can capture the intense sense of desire in YOUR fucking eyes.

!!!CUNT!!!!

Andy Amadeo

2009-11-30T08:00:00.000-08:00

Original by Simon Faithfull

Rip-off by Andy Amadeo

"We weren't saying that the innovation was sending the

balloon up. No one had done it in HD before and not as

an advert before. We didn't use a music sound track or

any celebrity voices. That's the innovation. The fact that

we created it as an advert".

That's what Andy said when confronted with the fact that

his ad is the antithesis of innovation on account of it

being a re-enactment of something that had been done

5 years previously, rather than the embodiment of

innovation as was his intention.

The shit-burgers at Grey are adamant that Simon

Faithful was 'part of the team' on the Toshiba ad. Strange,

then, that he's not mentioned in any single piece of their

publicity or supporting material.

Here, for your amusement, is Andy Amadeo - the

blathering cunt-eyed shitwhistle responsible for stealing

Simon's idea - pretending to have had an idea of his own:

Surely a far more interesting project would have been to

tether Andy to a balloon that would take him into the upper

stratosphere and see what effects the change in

atmospheric pressure would have upon his brain?

Perhaps, just before he exploded his brain would become

sufficiently deformed from it's usual shape to produce an

original idea?

Or perhaps not.

Truly, here is a cunt so massive that it's clitoris has it's

own moon.

Cat Campbell & Jo Wallace

2009-11-09T09:52:00.000-08:00

Thanks Matt & Dave for this impeccably researched guest contribution:

Original by Brad Bird

Rip-off by Cat Campbell & Jo Wallace (‘creatives’ and directors) at Quiet Storm

Cat: “Hey Jo, I’ve just had a really good creative idea for the Richmonds ad!”

Jo: “Ooh, what?”

Cat: “Have you seen Ratatouille?”

Jo: “Yeah, who hasn’t?!”

Cat: “Well you know the scene where Anton Ego has a childhood flashback?”

Jo: “Yeah?”

Cat: “That!”

Jo: “Wow! Genius!”

This pair of utter cunts have not only ripped off the idea of this brilliant scene from Pixar, they’ve even copied the execution. They obviously weren’t even creative enough to come up with a different way of filming it, so just used the exact same camera effect for the flashback. They might as well have just stolen Pixar’s footage and superimposed Richmond sausages over the ratatouille.

On the website of Rushes - the post-production company - the VFX artist says:

“This was all about the counter zoom... the Directors, Cat and Jo, wanted more control of the distance we travel in the zoom.”

Of course, the concept wouldn’t have worked if it wasn’t exactly like it is in the movie.

These idiots deserve to have their eyes forked out so they can never again sodomize the world of film.

‘The taste that takes you back’?

Yeah, to the last time you watched Ratatouille.

Fold 7 & Timeslice Films

2009-10-19T06:58:00.000-07:00

Original by Denis Darzacq

Rip-off by Fold 7

Spank my face!

Fold 7 have opened new frontiers of plagiarism with this outrage . This really is beyond parody. Here's how these self-lubricating fuck sticks describe their ransacking of Mr. Darzacq's oeuvre:

"In November 2008 Cat Footwear approached Fold7 to develop their first global communications campaign. Fold7 created a concept entitled ‘Earthmovers’, which became the new sentiment and brand direction for Cat.

‘Earthmovers’ is more than a campaign. It represents a change in direction for the Cat Footwear brand. With a fresh and diverse product range from new designers, Cat Footwear aims to engage and attract a new and larger consumer audience. ‘Earthmovers’ supports and visually defines this movement, designed to turn consumers’ and retailer’s heads alike and to challenge their perception of the brand."

'Earthmovers' certainly is "more than a campaign". It's a fucking disgrace.

I have it on extremely good authority that the makers of these ads approached Mr Darzacq and asked him if he'd like to adapt his own work for commercial purposes.

He declined.

And the rest is entirely predictable advertising cuntery.

But the cunt deepens - check this out:

http://www.timeslicefilms.com/?p=2025

Behold the vast, canyon-like, sun-swallowing vaginas that are Fold 7 and Timeslice.

Good luck Mr Darzacq.

I look forward to the reading about the legal dispute in Creative Review.

Henry Challender & Rob Archer with Nick Jones (director)

2009-08-25T08:03:00.000-07:00

Original by Noel Fielding & Julian Barratt

with Paul King (director)

Rip-off by Henry Challender & Rob Archer

with Nick Jones (director)

Jesus fucking Christ.

Mother & Garth Jennings

2009-08-18T05:55:00.000-07:00

What the fuck were they thinking?

Anyone's who's ever seen Flight of the Conchords will

immediately clock this as a blatant rip-off - right down to

the glasses-and-sideburns styling of the Jemaine-a-like

and the Kiwi-accented sign off.

And 'anyone who's ever seen Flight of the Conchords' is

exactly who this ad is aimed at.

We can only assume they were hoping to get caught.

Like serial killers who deliberately leave incriminating

evidence with their victim's corpse. Except instead of

a hair or a glove, these cunts have left a trail of tepid

shit leading from the crime scene straight to the Tea

Building where the trail climbs the wall and spells the

words 'we are thieving cunts' in fifteen foot high daubs

of anus-paste.

***UPDATE***

Thanks to 'the worried well' for this titbit:

"The guy with glasses and sideburns is Kiwi stand-up

Jarred Christmas, he was a recurring character on the

FOTC show on Radio 4 and a friend of the guys from

their New Zealand and Oz circuit days."

Not a friend any more, I'm guessing.

Gary Turner & Jamie Marshall and Mark Denton

2009-08-03T06:20:00.000-07:00

Original by Lejo

Rip off by Gary Turner & Jamie Marshall (creatives) and

Mark Denton (director)

You pile of unfathomable cunts. Try doing this with your

fingers - pick up a pen, then place the tip on a blank

piece of paper, then have an original idea, then write it

down. In the likely event that you fail to have an original

idea, simply reverse the pen in your grip and lower your

eyeball onto the tip. Then continue to lower your eyeball

until you are blind. Then continue until your are dead.

Thanks.

Cunts.

Jacqui Paterson & Jessica Harold and Dael Oates

2009-08-03T03:17:00.000-07:00

Original by Oren Lavie, Yuval and Merav Nathan

Rip-off by Jacqui Paterson & Jessica Harold (creatives)

and Dael Oates (director)

I'd been meaning to post this one for a while but couldn't

track down the guilty parties. But then I received a

message from Ben at stuffbenfound.blogspot.com who

delivered not only the team and the director, but

everyone from the account managers to the animators,

all served up like a vertiable cheese board of cunts.

Cheers Ben.

Agency: The Campaign Palace, Melbourne
Creative Director: Gerhard Myburgh
Creatives: Jacqui Paterson & Jessica Harold

Director: Dael Oates

DOP: Peter Eastgate

Animator Designer: Matt Boug
Animators: Lewis Morley
Production Company: PRODIGY
TV Production: Fiona Gillies
Exec Producer: Jonathan Samway
Account Management: Jayne Driver, Georgie Brown, Laura Bathurst

Marketing Analyst: Belinda Symes, Brian Carlin, Marianne Kevric

David Bertram & Leo Berne and Matthijs van Heijningen

2009-07-24T03:46:00.000-07:00

Original by David Fincher (director), Jim Uhls

(screenwriter) & Chuck Palahniuk (author)

Rip-off by David Bertram & Leo Berne

(creative team)and Matthijs van Heijningen

(director)

Isn't it amazing the number of advertising cunts

whose 'love of film' translates into stealing from

films they love?

Why do they do it?

Because it's the closest to filmmaking they'll

ever get. The equivalent of a stalker

snatching knickers from a washing-line to be

wanked over in the cold night, dead-nerved

cock lubricated by tears of self-disgust.

Absolute cunts.

Flo & Pet and DSG

2009-07-20T07:43:00.000-07:00

Original byTaijin Takeuchi

Rip off by Flo & Pet (directors) and DSG (agency)

Here's Flo & Pet's utterly pathetic attempt to defend their plagiarism of 'A Wolf Loves a Pork':

"While we were looking for a way to realise a story describing 'a journey through time' based on printed images, we were inspired by Mr Takeuchi's brilliant work. For this reason we intentionally quoted his work in our little movie while showing full respect to his original idea. We didn't mention his name because we did not want to do so without his prior agreement. However after considering some of the comments posted here we have decided to add credits to him and his work, which we obviously absolutely love."

You absolutely love it, do you? Do you really?

Do you absolutely love your dog? Do you piss in it's eyes when it greets you at the door? Do you funnel liquid concrete down it's yap-hole then hurl it out the window and await the squelch of it's impact, idly toying with your jaded orifices while perusing YouTube for more things to steal?

If you absolutely love something, you don't abuse it. You respect it. You know that. We know that. So please spare us this simpering drivel.

Gargantuan cunts, one and all.

Neil Raphan & Ken Opalsky

2009-06-30T02:18:00.000-07:00

Yet another Blu rip-off, this time by Neil Raphan and Ken Opalsky.

There seems to be some controversy over who 'directed' this travesty.

Apparently it is definitely NOT TokyoPlastic.

So says 'FlyingGiraffe'. While denying Mr Plastic's involvement in this audio visual gang rape, Mr Giraffe also took the time to defend his right to plagiarise it should he wish to:

"Blu was offered the opportunity to direct the film before it was put out to pitch to other directors."

Interesting argument. Now consider this:

Me and Blu are coming round your gaff later. We're going to stab you in the eyes with an assortment of increasingly thick frozen turds until you are blind. Then we're going to ram the very thickest one down your cock-end until it bursts like a fisted mouse.

OK? You cool with that?

Or you can do it yourself and we'll just watch.

What's that?

You don't want anyone to ruin your eyeballs and genitals with ice-hard shit-chisels? They belong to you and it's your decision what happens to them?

Well we're going to do it whether you like it or not.

And that's just tough shit.

Or frozen shit to be exact. Although it does soften after it's been down your urethra for ten minutes or so.

Imbecile.

Copycunts Cuntdown

2009-06-24T15:13:00.000-07:00

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Tony Fiandaca and Paul Cummings - an apology

2009-06-19T09:07:00.000-07:00

I accused Tony and Paul of plagiarising from

PES's Human Skateboard ad for their

GoGurt ad.

As it turns out, Tony vs. Paul - their stop-motion

film that includes a short boarding sequence -

was made was BEFORE PES made his film.

So I was wrong. Sorry Tony and Paul.

Here, in chronological order of their creation,

is a bunch of stop-motion boarding/

surfing films.

First there was this (the whole film is great but

forward to 4mins 18 for the relevant sequence..)

Then this.

Then this (Tony and Paul again).

And finally...

Enoch Lam & Manuela Barbosa with David Frankham

2009-06-11T06:11:00.000-07:00

Original by Michel Gondry.

Rip-off by Enoch Lam and Manuela Barbosa at CHI,

directed by David Frankham.

This is classic advertising cuntery in full-effect. Enoch and

Manuela are the sort of fuck-boxes who think that

knowing who Michel Gondry is makes them 'creative'.

But of course they are not. No more than poor David

is a 'director' because he's able to tell a camera

operator where to point his camera.

The only consolation I can dredge from this toxic

swamp of plagiarism is a daydream in

which Enoch, Manuela and David float across the

rooftops of Soho in a bum-smoke powered hot air

balloon, circle-jerking each other spastic as they

congratulate themselves on having watched

YouTube that week.

Without warning, Michel Gondry swoops out of the

clouds atop a giant owl composed of discarded

coke-wrappers, outstretched crystalline talons

shredding their balloon as it passes. Our three

hapless shit-burgers tumble to their deaths,

and the last thing they see as the ground

rushes up to meet them is a crowd joining hands

to create the outline of Gondry's mind-anus,

gaping wide after it's merciless plundering.

Cunts.

Nick Wray with Hadi

2009-05-21T07:47:00.000-07:00

Original by Big Bad Trish.

Rip-off by Nick Wray, directed by Hadi.

Please welcome Big Trouble In Little Vagina, our very first guest contributor.

"This ad is like your 110^th wank.

It’s lazy. Half arsed. Shameful. Painful. Boring. And the pitiful dribble of ‘creativity’ that is threaded through this cluster-rape of a spot is laughable – rather like the clear liquid that slopes out of your cock-end during the contemptible finale of your vinegar stroke. The creative team managed to conjure the equivalent of watching the Transformers and, seconds later, “thinking up" the mighty Go-Bots.

Fuck off.

I hope that everyone involved in ripping off OK GO and director Big Bad Trish feels ashamed. Like their Gran had caught them tossing off to Sesame Street with their pet Chihuahua licking their tiny balls.

What a fucking disgrace."

Quite so.

Guest contributors are always welcome. Get in touch at kopykunts@yahoo.co.uk.

Juan Cabral with Frank Budgen

2009-05-14T04:20:00.000-07:00

Original by Kozyndan.

Rip-off by Juan Cabral and Frank Budgen.

Above is a piece of artwork depicting brightly coloured

bunnies cavorting in a cityscape.

Below is an advert depicting brightly coloured bunnies

cavorting in a cityscape.

The makers of the ad admit that they'd seen the artwork

prior to shooting, but deny that it influenced them.

Rather like admitting to having fisted yourself that morning,

but denying that you're responsible for the gag-making

stench-cloud of semi-digested black pudding that's

stinking out the place.

Ted Heath & Paul Angus with Michael Moloney

2009-05-14T02:55:00.000-07:00

Ted, Angus and Michael love Blu's work so much they've

given him a great big adland-style high five by stealing his

style without asking, paying, or acknowledging him

in any way.

Fuck-trumpets, the lot of them.

Juan Cabral again

2009-05-13T10:24:00.000-07:00

Nice one, Juan. Looking forward to a Dairy Milk ad

involving a load of watermelons rolling down a hill.

Cunt.

Juan plies his sorry trade at Fallon. Check out their

website. 'We are Fallon' it boldly proclaims, with

all the swagger you'd expect from such an

unbearably conceited cluster of self-greasing pricks.

'We are Plagiarists', more like.

Get fucked.