John Lennon and George Harrison have probably reincarnated as sadhus in some dusty village in Uttarakhand. But a visibly aging Paul McCartney is still going strong in his present birth. Prune-faced in appearance, he has embraced electronica, making an ethereal appearance
on Bloody Beetroots’ Out of Sight http://youtu.be/yhIPGuGUPl4
On
VH1’s IHeart Radio a chubby and dissolute Elton John belts out Blue Jeans, cheered
on by an audience composed of kids as old as his hypothetical great-grand-children
(if he was un-gay, he would have had real ones).
Christmas
is round the corner, so songs about snow, reindeers, Santa Claus make a return.
A geriatric Rod Stewart is seen swaying unsteadily on his creaky knees, croaking out Let
it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LAdmdunWvsA
Our homegrown anachronism is Hema Malini, sans waistline –
alissome (to mint a word), hawking water purifiers; Dreamgirl of yesteryear
turned Nightmare!
But
this is redeemed by the ageless and still alluring Madhuri Nene nee Dixit twirling
on her skinny legs (mercifully covered by a ghagra) cavorting with a pubescent
Ranbir Kapoor in a rambunctious jig (Ghagra viAgra) or shimmying seductively in
Hamari atariya pe …
Sholay is still playing, so what if it is in 3D? Gabbar won't be popping out of screen, dragging a belt menacingly over boulders or spitting onto the audience. The loquacious Basanti will be merely jabbering away inanely with a lecherous Viru hanging onto every one of her words.
So what is next? Bobby in 5D? Will the audience be able to smell Jack Braganza's rum drenched armpit or caress Bobby's peachy cheek or ruffle Raja's downy hair?
