You know what I’ve always wanted to be? A damsel in distress. Or someone held captive against their will and needed saving. I don’t know why that scenario is so attractive to me, it just is. Maybe since I’m so tall, the thought of someone picking me up and throwing me over their shoulder seems impossible unless they’re Paul Bunyan.
Being tied to a pole always seems like a good situation. Take Wendy from Peter Pan, she was tied up on that ship and she couldn’t do anything. She just had to wait for someone to save her. MUST BE NICE. Most people would either have to find a way out, or accept the fact that they would eventually walk the plank. Granted, Peter Pan would be the last person that I would want to save me. He’s like 10.
Speaking of pirates, I always thought that being a female pirate would be kind of cool. You would seem really hard core, be like one of the guys. Pirates are just cool. Is there any way I can go and force pirates to kidnap me?
Being a sacrifice also seems like fun–obviously ending up being saved and not dead. Kind of like in The Clash of the Titans where Andromeda is sacrificed to that sea creature. The original COTT was made around the time when they were experimenting with special effects…so the effect of the movie is…special. Both Andromeda’s are pretty, helpless, and hanging by their arms which seems super uncomfortable. But worth it.
Another great helpless woman is Willie Scott in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom. She almost meets a grisly fate until Indy and Shorty save her. Being thrust into a pit of lava is so not cute. I mean, I would be up for it if someone saved me.
Until then, I’m going to wait around to be kidnapped. Do you think it still counts if you don’t put up a fight? Would the kidnapper even want you? Things to ponder…