I'd like to think there's a chamber, buried deep somewhere beneath the Skywalker Ranch, in which an elite brain trust plots the course of the Star Wars empire, charting its path to financial dominance. That might not be the truth, but you've gotta wonder how this overseas cell-phone ad made it through the Lucasfilm approval gauntlet.
So, let me get this straight: On the Death Star (or the Super Star Destroyer, it's never made explicit where this ad takes place), Darth Vader, Lord of the Sith, has to wait on line to use the men's room. No Force Choking to skip. And, apparently, there's just the one bathroom on the whole ship—no executive washrooms for Slayers of Younglings. Um, okay ...
There are so many puzzling elements to this ad, one could go mad trying to catalog them all. Suffice it to say, someone must've been asleep at the approvals wheel to let Darth Vader "warp" into the ladies' room.
But his "I really gotta go pee" dance is awesome.
(via Topless Robot)