Details

I am late, as usual, to the party that is American Idol this season. I just saw my first episode, the group week in Hollywood. And with the hysterics and bad drama and bad behaviour, there was my favourite moment of the entire episode.

Steven Tyler. Love him. What I love most, is that, he has this shaggy rock star hair, a seemingly genuine love for being a rock star and the adulation that comes with it, his hippy shirts that fit his personality perfectly and then, after a group would perform, and the judges had to look at pictures to decide who stayed and who left, he'd pull his reading glasses from his pocket and push them on the end of his nose to be able to see the pictures on the table in front of him and suddenly went from Rock Star God to endearing grandmother and I loved him more.

Such a great detail, provided to us by reality Tv. Aging rock star and his silver framed reading glasses.

Those are the details that some writers just produce as if by magic. Molly is one of those writers.

I, sadly, am not. I'm so busy worrying about plot turns and reversing expectations and how to ramp up the tension that I overlook the details that can reverse our expectation about a character and sum up in a sentence, a perfect character trait.

That Steven Tyler keeps his glasses hidden in his pocket until he absolutely needs them, and probably reluctantly, puts them on to see, is a brilliant detail, one I wish I'd come up with.

And now I'm hooked into American Idol, if just to watch Steven Tyler.