The human tooth row is disarmed. Every other ape carries projecting canines — weapons, and advertisements of weapons. Ours stand down into line, a change visible from Ardipithecus onward that Darwin, and paleoanthropologists since, have read as selection against aggression itself.
The smile is built on that disarmament. Primatology traces it to the silent bared-teeth display — a gesture that shows the teeth precisely to signal they will not be used: submission in despotic species, affiliation and benign intent in tolerant ones like bonobos and us; in chimpanzees it measurably reduces aggression and increases affinity. A smile is a disarmament inspection we pass dozens of times a day — and it works because what we show is a smooth, even, benign row.
Your instincts already know this. Give a film or video-game villain one feature — a full mouth of points — and no dialogue is needed; the unease you feel is the old signal running in reverse. Small children make the same read in the wrong direction: they famously misinterpret a dog’s bared-teeth snarl as a smile, a receiver error the dog-bite-prevention literature works hard to train out of them.
So hold this for the rest of the deck: the mouth is a social organ before it is a mill. What follows is the story of how we began building it badly.