The man is Sean Connery.

Yes, yes he is. (I was a screaming Roger Moore fangirl in my teenage years - you never forget your first, after all - but omg, Connery has aged SO MUCH FUCKING BETTER.)
The text is unnecessary.

But ad men and women don't know this yet.
What? There's text? Oh, yeah. And there's a bottle and a glass of something there, too. Too turned on to notice. Sorry.
Why can't they make another Sean Connery? One is not enough.
Amazing how a random arrangement of tissue- a nose, a mouth, a pair of eyes- can be so transfixing.