Let’s hope this kind of jokey fourth-wall-breaking doesn’t become a trend, or before long we’ll all be moaning about the number of early Christmas ads that moan about the number of early Christmas ads, and then our moans about their moans will in turn form the basis of the next wave of ads, and so on and so on ad nauseam, until they’re producing intricately constructed navel-gazing meta-commercials that are actually more self-aware than we are: fully sentient beings with thoughts and feelings of their own. And they’ll rise up and strangle us in our beds. While humming Stop the Cavalry by Jona Lewie.