Showing posts with label Hublot. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hublot. Show all posts

Monday, 28 March 2011

Is this a wind-up?

It's the age-old question that's challenged gift buyers for decades. What do you buy the man who has everything? In a world where money means nothing, expense becomes a redundant concept - instead, people look for increasingly outlandish expressions of someone's 'master of the universe' status. Failing that, a ridiculously expensive wristwatch is usually a safe bet.

Last week saw Basel play host to its annual watch fair, where the great and the not-so-good gathered to see how they could blow the best part of two hundred grand on an outrageously fancy bangle that tells them they're running late for their annual tramp-shooting excursion. If you've ever gazed longingly through the jeweller's window at an Omega display, this stuff will make you feel like the wretched pauper you truly are.

Generating the most press interest was the new 'temps suspendu' model presented by Hermes. Starting at a meagre 18,000 Swiss francs, this 'suspended time-piece' does exactly what it says on the velvet lined tin - it stops time in its tracks. Hold on a second, before you click 'add to basket', you might also want to consider the Hublot alternative, which offers its omnipotent owner the chance to slow down or speed up time. A function likely to come in very handy next time you find yourself watching anything that stars Russell Crowe.

The only drawback? It's about 185, 000 Euros. Come on, admit it - you're already considering selling your flat, if only because you secretly thought that Hiro Nakamura was so much cooler than Nathan Petrelli.

So how exactly does a carbon fibre and magnesium fashion accessory manage to give you dominion over the laws of time and space? Don't worry if you're confused, you're not alone - I'll bet my fifteen year-old Pop Swatch that Stephen Hawking's carer is scratching his head for him.

The simple fact is that these watches, as beautifully crafted and desirable as they are, don't really grant you access to your own personal wormhole. To put it another way, they simply alternate between working and, well, not working. A bit like British Airways baggage handlers. If I wanted a watch that occasionally stopped telling the time, I could pick one up at my local Jet garage.

When he's not designing 800 thread count invisible garments for imperial heads of state, Jean-Claude Biver is also CEO of Hublot. He told Reuters: "The value of a watch is not to give you time. Any five dollar watch can do that. What we are offering is the ability for example to stop time or make it disappear... Time is a prison and people want to get out of it sometimes."

But maybe I'm missing a trick here. If you can afford one of these extraordinary indulgences, you probably have a bunch of minions who hang on your every command. In which case, they'll be quite happy to hold perfectly still until you reactivate the time function. That way, you get to feel all-powerful for a few minutes, and they get an impromptu game of musical statues. Sometimes, everybody wins.

Wednesday, 8 December 2010

It's a mug's game

Advertising luxury goods must be the easiest job in the world. All you need is a beautiful model, an expensive photographer and a monochrome logo, and Bob's your account manager.

So I'm struggling to understand what Hublot were thinking when they took a call from Bernie Ecclestone, pitching his idea for a new ad campaign. The pint-sized F1 boss was violently mugged recently, outside his London office, by four men who made off with his personalised Hublot watch, valued at £11,000.

Never one to inspect a gifthorse's bicuspids, the enterprising entrepreneur suggested that Hublot create an ad based on his brush with the criminal underclass, telling the Swiss watchmaker's CEO Jean-Claude Biver, "Please use it to make an advertising campaign because I want to show that I'm courageous."

Running for three days this week in a number of British publications, the one-off ad quotes Bernie himself, saying "See what people will do for a Hublot". This appears alongside the requisite pack-shot and a glorious picture of Bernie himself looking like a Spitting Image puppet carved out of past-its-sell-by-date brisket.

With a huge black eye and sloping mouth, Bernie isn't quite the supermodel one might ordinarily expect on a glossy ad for a high-end luxury item. Likewise, making a virtue of the fact that he was mugged for his watch seems like an unusual 'sell' for Hublot to focus on. It's like Ferrari running an ad for the 599 GTO showing a keyed door panel.

Sadly, pensioners are beaten all the time by unscrupulous thugs looking to make a quick buck. And in many ways, 80 year-old Bernie is no different. But the next time some poor old woman is bashed on the high street for the fiver in her purse, I doubt we'll see her bruised features being showcased in the next Primark campaign - "See what people will do for a cheap pleather handbag?"

When Ecclestone pitched his idea to the Formula 1 sponsor, Biver responded by saying, "this guy has some guts." That may well be the case, but his dignity and class are less self-evident.