The notion that one spells correctly, observes a stated dress code, and actually proofs their content against real humans is argued to be just plain wrong.
It's as if there is something wrong with putting your best, or even a good, foot forward.
Anxious comedies are full of people afraid to succeed, the humble closet genius that is just, well, too geeky and shy and awkward, and then the beautiful 20 something woman builds his confidence, buys him some new clothes, lets him know its o.k. to spell well, and the guy moves on to rule the world.
SKS is more like an older un-romanced semi-condescending semi-arrogant version of this beyond the rescue of the current 20 something starlet.
He was paid too much too early. He'd be different otherwise. The observable damage of a silver spoon.
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