Imagine you're drugged by someone you thought you trusted.
You wake up in the morning with your face down in the dirt. You're aching. Your
appearance has changed and you can feel that you're different as you try to
stand through the pain. Beyond the physicality of it, your power was stolen
from you. Your flight response. Your dignity.
You're confused, Enraged, Devastated, and Angry. You set
everyone on fire around you. You wish hatred
on newborn babies. You want to
hide in an evil shell of darkness where everything is black and no one can
touch you. Or ever hurt you. They talk about walls on reality TV shows. Oh, you
build walls -- they're walls of thorns with armed towering guards that will
crush any man who tries to approach it.
And though it sounds like a rape victim's story -- it's not.
It's the storyline of Maleficent.
Rape has so permeated our culture that it ended up in a
Disney movie.
It's a Wicked-like backstory, and in it, we learn why
Maleficent casts a spell on an evil baby. She's a fairy before the black magic
begins. She soars through the forest with freedom and passion. She falls in
love with Stefan, a human. He returns to kill her so that he can be king.
But he doesn't kill her. He rapes her of her ability to fly.
He drugs her and leaves her so that he can bring her wings back to the king of
the humans like Dorothy was told to fetch the broom of the Wicked Witch. She
wakes up moaning, wailing. Stumbling. Utter devastation.
My 5-year-old digested the scene as an act of betrayal. She
flat-lined the reasoning for Maleficent's rage: "He cut off her
wings." Maleficent was wounded. But she survived. More, she recovered --
physically and psychologically.
Grown women know better. I know better. I'm too familiar
with the headlines about the boys who feel entitled to take from women and
girls. Boys like these. And these. And now, these three boys, who raped a drunk
girl at a prom party. There is so much rape that when you write a story about a
woman at her most vulnerable point (is drugged in the dirt enough for you?),
rape becomes the symbol. Even if that's not the writer's intention. Writer
Linda Woolverton doesn't actually say that this was a rape scene -- instead she
says in an interview that she had always wanted to do a "dark fairy
story."
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