Dear "Pimsleur Approach"...
I haven't the faintest idea if your technique for teaching someone to speak a foreign language is good, bad, or indifferent. What I do know is that the way your company sends a constant stream of spam e-mail to every single account on the planet tells me everything I need to know about you and then some. Your complete and utter disregard for anything even remotely resembling e-mail etiquette, combined with the creeptastic pictures you ad-spam everywhere, mean that your company falls to the very bottom of the list of "companies I will do business with", somewhere in the vicinity of "idiot landscapers who park their trucks in the road around a corner on a hill" and "companies that exist only in James Bond movies for the sole purpose of world domination".
In short, as the expression goes, I wouldn't piss on your company if it were on fire. Before I used your product to learn a new language, I would convert to Hinduism, wait until I died, and then hoped to be reincarnated as someone native to the country whose language I wanted to speak. Your incessant, unwanted, and intrusive advertising assault has utterly ensured that the only way you would ever get me to use your product would necessitate men with arms the size of tree trunks holding guns to the heads of my loved ones.
In closing, please die in a fire.
That is all.