Twenty years ago, a kid who tended a fake arcade in his dad's shop would get teased at school, (how cool is it that he even makes and wears shirts?) and thus convinced much too early to submit to a tyranny of the mediocre. Now, a filmmaker shows him that tens (hundreds?) of people right in his own city love what he is doing and want to support him. He could go on for the rest of his life believing in himself and being determined to express himself no matter what the small minds around him say.

That is something I wish I could have seen when I was Caine's age -- that the people ostracizing me for some kind of non-conformity actually know nothing.