So, yes. Where to begin?
On the one hand, we have to give Jennifer Aniston props for being able to make fun of herself in such an extreme way – the constant pregnancy rumors, the secret children (adopted or not), the must-be-fake-hair-because-no-one's-hair-is-that-perfect row of wigs, that she'll only ever be known as Rachel from Friends… I give her props – really. The tabloids have spent the past seven plus years painting her as this lonely, bitter spinster desperate for a new husband and babies. So, this kind of sticks it to them, and I like that.
That being said – this commercial didn't really touch on everything it could, and to me falls flat. Like the whole pool being filled with Smartwater? I'd rather see her in a Brat Pitt shrine, complete with their wedding album and Angelina voo-doo dolls. Or like, sitting in her bed watching reruns of Friends and reciting every line. Something more fun than this mediocre execution would have been a lot smarter. (See what I did there?)