Sheila, Munni and Babli, step aside, because Bollywood has a new item number and his name is Ranveer Singh. The recently-released song ‘Tattad Tattad’, from Sanjay Leela Bhansali’s Ram Leela has Singh doing pelvic thrusts with the kind of gusto that is sure to take the jhatka out of the industry’s existing item numbers. What Singh has managed to achieve is indeed no mean feat. This isn’t the first time that the leading man of a film has attempted to step up a film’s oomph factor. Salman Khan was a pioneer of the genre of shirtless-song-and-dance routine, Ranbir Kapoor had a moment with a towel in Saawariya and Shahrukh Khan flashed his six pack for ‘Dard-e-Disco’, but aside from such choice exceptions, most haven’t garnered much of a reaction. [caption id=“attachment_1133379” align=“alignleft” width=“380”]  A screengrab from youtube[/caption] Singh’s tattad act, on the other hand, is a class apart because it’s not everyday that you see a song whose choreography is so utterly pointless and intent upon holding up the hero as a sex object. Singh does everything that the most desperate item girl would do to hold your attention, and does it better. His pelvic trusts are more pronounced, his shirt can barely contain his torso (one lehenga-choli-clad lovely even faints after seeing Singh’s waxed and chiselled chest) and, just in case you thought he deserves one tight slap, he also repeatedly slaps the back of his head. Memorable as Singh’s facial hair and dance moves may be, the song, sadly, is utterly forgettable. Perhaps Bhansali wanted to keep it as close to the traditional Garba tunes as possible, given the film is set in Gujarat. If you’re able to leave Singh’s musculature aside, you’ll notice that the steps are actually inspired by Garba, although they are also borderline weird, like the bend-clap-turn-and-wipe-in-the-air move. However, all this can be forgiven and forgotten. Who can be bothered to listen when there’s so much of Singh to ogle at? Watch the video of Tattad Tattad here:
Singh’s tattad act is a class apart because it’s not everyday that you see a song whose choreography is so utterly pointless and intent upon holding up the hero as a sex object.
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