If you had told me ten years ago that eventually I would look forward to the National Spelling Bee every year, I would have scoffed. Yeah, right. Then you'll tell me that a former stripper will write a movie script that is basically a John Hughes tale with more obscure references that had me rolling me eyes every seven minutes and almost inspired uncontrollable vomiting and it will win the Academy Award for Best Screenplay. Please. That's kooky talk, mister. I still can't believe that happened.
If I would have told you ten years ago that Spelling Bee would wind up in primetime on a major network, I doubt too many would have believed the prognostication either.
Oddly, all the above has come to pass.
In a television landscape where D-List "celebrities" trying to ballroom dance is a bona-fide hit and "Two and a Half Men" has outlasted "Arrested Development," sometimes you have to look a little deeper to find quality entertainment. If you step outside the box a few thousand feet, you'll discover the hilarity of the Spelling Bee.
