Amazon Kindle Commercial
Dates: September 2010 - December 2010
This Television Commercial refers to Invisible Man
This is the eBook the girl is reading on the Kindle.
This commercial shows a close-up of someone reading a Kindle. When the camera pans out, you can see it's a young blonde woman reading her Kindle in the park, with a stone bridge over water in the background. At the end, when the lyrics are saying "Will you fly me away?", the camera starts moving upwards and looks up at the clouds. (lyrics) Silver Moons and paper dreams, Faded maps and shiny things. You're my favorite one-man show. A million different ways to go. Will you fly me away? Take me away with you, My love. The All-New Kindle. Only $139 Amazon AmazonKindle (Contents of eBook - Invisible Man) Prologue I am an invisible man. No, I am not a spook like those who haunted Edgar Allan Poe; nor am I one of your Hollywood-movie ectoplasms. I am a man of substance, of flesh and bone, fiber and liquids - and I might even be said to possess a mind. I am invisible, understand, simple because people refuse to see me. Like the bodiless heads you see sometimes in circus sideshows, it is as though ai have been surrounded by mirrors of hard, distorting glass. When they approach me they see only my surroundings, themselves, or figments of their imagination - indeed, everything and anything except me. Nor is my invisibility exactly a matter of biochemical accident to my epidermis. That invisibility to which I refer occurs because of a... ... ...false hair, a curling iron, a card with silvery letters against a background of dark red velvet, reading "God Bless Our Home"; and scattered across the top of a chiffonier were nuggets of High John the Conqueror, the lucky stone; and as I watched the white men put down a basket in which I saw a whiskey bottle filled with rock candy and camphor a small Ethiopian flag, a faded tintype of Abraham Lincoln, and the smiling image of a Hollywood star torn from a magazine. And on a pillow several badly cracked pieces of delicate china, a commemorative plate celebrating the St. Louis World's Fair ... I stood in a kind of daze looking at an old folded lace fan studded with jet and mother-of-pearl. The crowd surged as the white men came back, knocking over a drawer that spilled its contents in the snow at my feet. I stooped and started replacing the articles: a bent Masonic emblem, a set of tarnished cuff links, three brass rings, a dime pierced with a nail hole so as to be worn about the ankle on a string for luck, an ornate greeting card with the message "Grandma, I love...