I was talking to my morning colonic guy (I use a different people for my mid-day, mid-afternoon, early evening, and late evening colonics, because that’s the only way to get around my state’s archaic legal restrictions about how many colonics one can get in a given day) about the Good News regarding the long-defunct American Motors Corporation (AMC). It’s a crime that most people born after, say, 1995, are somehow unaware of the joys AMC once provided the world.
The amount of time I had during my colonic was, of course, limited, so what I usually do in situations like that is provide a few old AMC commercials for my intended AMC-proselytizing target to watch, stored on a cheap tablet I buy in bulk from Alibaba, so it’s no big deal if they decide to keep it or break it in half in a rage as they realize all of the AMC joy they’ve been denied all their lives.


The set of commercials varies pretty wildly, but these were the ones I had on my most recent batch, and I think it would be beneficial for you to watch them too, from a soul-health perspective.
We’ll start with a commercial about AMC’s muscle car, the Javelin:
Ah, finally, a commercial car that shows a powerful muscle car never actually being, you know, pushed to do any muscle car things. And, even better, the person that owns it seems genuinely inconvenienced by his choice of car, though I do like his excuse not to drag race being that he has a “bowl of goldfish” on the seat next to him.
Why’d that guy even buy a Javelin? He seems to do nothing but suffer with that choice.
This next commercial, from 1973 and for AMC’s compact car (made from a cut-down Hornet), the Gremlin, shows how the Gremlin can, let’s see, outrun an angry person on foot after the Gremlin driver makes the dickhead move of stealing a parking space:
AMC chose some interesting things to focus on in their commercials, as we saw in these first two, where it shows a person seemingly ill-matched with their car and the other using the car to both start and avoid a road rage situation.
But what about people who want to really abuse their cars? AMC has you covered!
One notable thing about this commercial is that at least there’s a bit of gender parity here, because most ads from the ’60s that showed comically bad drivers tended to focus on women; at least here we have some men portrayed as being terrible drivers.
I know what you’re thinking, though: what about the six-foot party sub industry? Are the highly specific needs of this crucial industry adequately addressed by AMC’s advertising? Great question. And I’m happy to say yes, AMC did understand the importance of this crucial market of oversize sandwich makers, and their wide-body Pacer was up to the challenge:
Did I already use this commercial before in an article about the AMC Pacer? Yes. Yes, I did. I also used this other Pacer ad:
In that other article, I likened the Pacer wearing the skin of what looks to be a Ford LTD, and noted how much this resembled the macabre Aztec xipe-totec ritual. I was pretty excited by that reference. I still am.
Since we’re talking about Pacers now, I guess we can also watch this 1975 review of the Pacer from our man Bob Mayer:
It doesn’t fare too badly, considering how badly most ’70s American cars did. The rear seat trim coming off is a bit embarassing, though, as is the fuel economy, which was under 15 mpg in the city and only 16 on the highway. Yikes.
Okay, one more: this one isn’t exactly a video, it’s more of an old-school filmstrip, one used for AMC dealers to help sell Hornets:
I know the video quality is pretty poor, but I do love the illustrative style here, especially the extended visual metaphor of customers testing cars as literally “trying on” cars:
Okay, Cold Start is late enough, so I’ll stop here. Besides, I have my mid-morning colonic in 30 minutes, and I need to prepare!
Fun fact: The guy driving the 1968 Javelin is the guy who played Dorothy’s husband on the Golden Girls
I’m always delighted to see any Javelin or AMX. I was at a car show and a Javelin owner had a fishbowl with fake goldfish on the passenger seat. I shook his hand.
My Dad bought a Hornet Sportabout in 1971, in fabulous Lime Gold. It was a great car, and we traveled far and wide in it. Unfortunately it had no AC, and we arrived in the Clearwater area coincident with what remains the historic worst red tide. Ooph.
It was handed down to me after my second car, a Fiat 128 SL, rusted out in 18 months. The Sportabout was really a 5-door hatchback, and today I drive the same form factor in a Honda Fit.
As a professional, driving instructor, I can confirm the driver’s Ed ad is not much of an exaggeration
Regarding the colonic: I hope everything came out ok in the end.
This is a good reminder to go back and watch more of the “The Last Independent Automaker” documentary on PBS. I’ve only watched the first 2 episodes, but it’s really good. I think they just released the 4th.
It never showed up on our PBS channels here in Tampa. I believe I can watch it on Youtube as early as today.
Am I making sandwiches all wrong? Should I be doing it on the way to work rather than the night before?
AMC. What if.
One my favorite cars of all time, is one they almost released, and could have changed their entire destiny. But, sadly not to be.
The AMC AMX/3. Basically, a 100% American De Tamaso Pantera. A mid-engine, RWD, monster of a sports car.
That AMX/3 concept has really aged gracefully.
My grandma bought a Pacer brand new sometime in the 70’s. I forget what year it was, and I forget if she liked it or not, but she had one so that’s cool.
Bob Mayer consistenly got at the low end of the fuel economy expectations for any given model. I see two main reasons – he was mostly borrowing cars from dealers that were neither broken in nor “optimized” like press cars, and being Miami-based he was running the a/c all the time in almost every car he tested.
Bob would often state that the A/C was running, if not every time. But yeah, A/C in the Seventies could kill fuel mileage.
Robert DeNiro, Richard Dreyfus, Herb Edelman and Vic Tayback all made AMC commercials. At first, I thought the motorcycle punk hassling Herb Edelman in the Javelin spot might’ve been a young Robert Urich, but the more I watched it, the less I thought so.
The driver of the Javelin went on to be Dorothy Zbornak’s ex-husband Stan in The Golden Girls. That was fun to see.
Yep, good old Herb. First thing I ever saw him in was “Honey West.” Then he was in a bunch of movies “Barefoot in the Park,” “The Odd Couple,” “In Like Flint,” “The Way We Were,” “The Front Page,” he was everywhere for awhile. Later, on TV, he starred in “The Good Guys,” was a regular in “St. Elsewhere,” and of course, “The Golden Girls.” Plus a host of other appearances in lots of shows. Hard working guy. Died at 62.
Sad he died so young.
Emphysema. Smoked like a chimney. When he appeared on Carson the two of them put up a smokescreen so thick you could barely make out who was talking. Doesn’t make his death any less sad.
I thought I was the only one who remembered “The Good Guys.”
You are one of a rapidly shrinking pool.
“Acceleration is adequate”—what is this, Consumer Reports circa 1973?
I’m at the tail end, so to speak, of the kind of colonic you get before a certain medical screening recommended for People of a Certain Age. I’ll pass on voluntary colonics.
Also, remember when human attention spans sometimes approached one minute?
One of the early SNL parody commercials was a take on the Pacer sub sandwich ad, but it’s a rabbi doing a circumcision in the back seat.
That was actually a take on a whole series of Mercury ads, the most closely related one (that probably inspired it) was a Hasidic-looking jeweler cutting a diamond.
…and this one: featuring a then-unknown actor.
https://youtu.be/WkVy4REbLh8?si=B1T8E55zJpFId0qy
This is just about my favorite AMC TV spot, enjoy:
https://youtu.be/1RJLwJOnotI?si=-EDjcbfJnflWmsAN
Torch, thank you for starting this mundane day on a weird, puerile and goddamn funny high note.
Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality
Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see
I’m just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I’m easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Any way the wind blows doesn’t really matter to me, to meeeee!
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me!
No sound on the Bob Mayer video.
Pardon?
I have no audio on this clip.
Sorry, my hearing is not what it was, I can’t hear the audio either.