Saatchis’ house brochure.
A disappointing hagiography of the Saatchi & Saatchi ad agency in the 1980s. Billed as a hilarious account of the agency’s shenanigans, this is more an account of their aggressively unorthodox methods of attracting new business. There are one or two chuckles to be had but, on the whole, I would describe this book as a vastly flattering appraisal of a company that was famous (or perhaps I should say infamous) for its arrogance. The page art, however, is fab – and wittier than the copy, frankly.
Saatchis had something of a bad reputation when I was in the business. The worst treated were its suppliers who were kept waiting to be paid until the point of legal threat; for small companies dependent on cash flow this cavalier treatment was most unfair. Another example of their arrogance was the summoning of copywriters’ and art directors’ books (portfolios) without benefit of personal contact. One might be subsequently be graced with an interview or one might not. (I was not. And it was the devil’s own job to retrieve my work.)
Saatchis did do some powerful ads: the Labour Isn’t Working billboard which virtually heralded in Margaret Thatcher and the Pregnant Man poster for the Family Planning Association are two striking examples. But the various antics of the staff described here are as nothing compared to what went on at some of the agencies I worked at. Nice to know that my last agency, Publicis, bought them out in 2000. Please forgive my smirk.