What would Steve Martin have looked like if he had allowed himself to age? I found myself pondering this when he was hosting Saturday Night Live earlier this year, since alas, he has chosen plastic surgery in preference to natural ageing. You can see the outcome of his operation in the opening picture, which shows Mr. Martin at age 44 (in the movie Parenthood) and age 64, as he is now.
Now I am not entirely opposed to plastic surgery; I have some sympathy for Dolly Parton's claim that “If I see something sagging, bagging, and dragging, I’m going to nip it, tuck it, and suck it. Why should I look like an old barn yard dog if I don't have to!” But I worry about a culture that has so valourised youth that the rich and famous feel obligated to hide their actual age.
I imagine Steve Martin would have looked wonderfully distinguished at 64; instead, he looks like a slightly mauled wax visage of his younger self. Am I alone in wishing our celebrities might be encouraged to age gracefully?