National Lampoon’s Bagboy poster

Posted by Chris

January 11, 2008

Wow. This poster for National Lampoon’s Bagboy has to set some sort of record for “Best Use of Food as Sexual Metaphor” by dint of sheer volume if nothing else. You’ve got bananas, corn, lemons (with their nipple-like points) and down at the bottom a couple walnuts. It’s so overt that the little jewel-encrusted panties hanging off the ear of corn almost takes away from the sexual allusions of the image.

Aside from that the poster is sure to include the Lampoon brand and the trophy setting does a good job of conveying that there’s some sort of competition involved. [via Gus]

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Comments

Comment by Bryan Harland on January 12, 2008 @ 9:39 pm

When’s the last time National Lampoon made a good movie? The poster smells of Van Wilder pt. II [unrated] desperation. No content whatsoever.

BTW, really? You think lemons look like breastseses?

Comment by Kerry Pence on January 15, 2008 @ 5:36 pm

I’d say Blackball was the last decent Lampoon. UNTIL NOW.
This ain’t no Van Milder. I got the Rare and Laugh-My-Ass-Off opportunity to work as Stand-in(Dennis) and Background(Retarded dude, Competitor) on this Flick
and it was one of the Best Films I’ve ever Worked on. With the likes of Richard Kind(Lassiter/SpinCity), Larry Miller(NuttyProfessor2) and Wesley Jonathon, as well as an Oscar-Worthy Performance by Ms. Shields(Guys,SEE THE MOVIE!), I predict that National Lampoon will Knock Off Disney as #1 Provider of Good Wholesome Movies and once again take it’s rightful place in the Anals of History. Or something like that. I’m tired now. Bye.