Damsels: Ruth Wilson – The Lone Ranger
There are some movies that are so well made that you can hardly believe that someone wrote, acted, and directed such a thing. Predator is the first one that comes to mind for me. While Disney isn’t going to be in the “Predator Business” anytime soon, they’ve made a variety of fun and entertaining action movies for the past 15 years. It was with this thought in mind that I spent two non-consecutive evenings watching The Lone Ranger….and it’s two nights that I’ll never get back.
You’ll have to pardon me. I sometimes go on a tangent, writing about general movie suckiness when I originally meant to write about something else entirely. Let me start over:
The Lone Ranger did many, many, many things wrong. Too many, in fact, to even list. One thing that it did do right is the casting of one of the most stereotypical damsels in distress that I’ve ever seen; Ruth Wilson.
While Wilson doesn’t display the heartbreaking beauty that these types of movies normally place in roles such as these, Wilson plays the character of Rebecca Reid with a great deal more heart than many of those other actresses could hope to muster. Rebecca plays the wife of local Ranger Dan Reid, the brother of the future title character. While we don’t quite see it until the end, it is heavily insinuated that Rebecca and younger brother John Reid were a thing in years past and that it was only after John moved into the city that Rebecca and Dan started “knocking boots”.
John has been away eight years and Rebecca has this kid who could easily be eight years old. Do you think, just maybe, this could have been a potential sequel sub-plot?
Despite this corset picture (which I am happy to post) Rebecca is draped in the bland and not so revealing clothes of the Old West. It suits her, though. Her beauty is the type that is very plain, and I mean that in a very complimentary way. She’s the type of woman who you could actually see living in 1869. The kind that is lovely even without the makeup and Photoshop that is so prevalent in this day and age. Let’s just say that if this young lady had been abducted by outlaws or injuns, there would be scores of men trying to get all up in that posse.