Hrm....does it have to be a movie that was actually made? If not:
I would be the heroine I've thought up in my own head called "Kentucky" about some Irish settlers who come across the Appalachain mountains to stake a claim. The dreamer Irish husband would be Sean Bean, and his wife who just wants to stay put would be me ("I'll build you a castle kitty, with a pretty stone tower and-" "I don't want a castle. I want a little house, and a yard.. (she's still angsting about being dragged off Ireland by her father)" "Fine, I'll build you a gate!"). The possibly-a-crook french guy who leads their little expedition across the mountains would be George Clooney, who was lusty for me, and fought with my husband. Our littlest kid would wander off into the woods, but Sean would make me continue on, which would cause great strain between us, wherein I would begin a dangerous flirtation with George. Then, during an Indian raid, Sean dies! Oh, no! and I have to prostitute myself to George to be taken the rest of the way to Kentucky, where we all hole up with Daniel Boone at Ft. Boonesboro for the last big siege (which I can't be bothered to look up details about right now, but hell its a movie so I'll change it all to historical innacuracy), and (when confronting the political-correctness gorilla of whether it was okay to kill the Indians) that the land isn't yours because you're willing to die for it, its yours because you're willing to kill... then, at the end, we'd (me and my surviving children) go to our little patent, which is nothing more than a nondescript patch of woods and put our little stake in the ground (its the gate post, see) and be all cute and ruggedly pioneering :D And then the music would swell and the scene would all melt into how it is today (a la "How the West Was Won"). Er...yeah. I've thought about this WAY too much.
If it had to be a real film, then...I'd be Eowyn in LOTR
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I would be the heroine I've thought up in my own head called "Kentucky" about some Irish settlers who come across the Appalachain mountains to stake a claim. The dreamer Irish husband would be Sean Bean, and his wife who just wants to stay put would be me ("I'll build you a castle kitty, with a pretty stone tower and-" "I don't want a castle. I want a little house, and a yard.. (she's still angsting about being dragged off Ireland by her father)" "Fine, I'll build you a gate!"). The possibly-a-crook french guy who leads their little expedition across the mountains would be George Clooney, who was lusty for me, and fought with my husband. Our littlest kid would wander off into the woods, but Sean would make me continue on, which would cause great strain between us, wherein I would begin a dangerous flirtation with George. Then, during an Indian raid, Sean dies! Oh, no! and I have to prostitute myself to George to be taken the rest of the way to Kentucky, where we all hole up with Daniel Boone at Ft. Boonesboro for the last big siege (which I can't be bothered to look up details about right now, but hell its a movie so I'll change it all to historical innacuracy), and (when confronting the political-correctness gorilla of whether it was okay to kill the Indians) that the land isn't yours because you're willing to die for it, its yours because you're willing to kill... then, at the end, we'd (me and my surviving children) go to our little patent, which is nothing more than a nondescript patch of woods and put our little stake in the ground (its the gate post, see) and be all cute and ruggedly pioneering :D And then the music would swell and the scene would all melt into how it is today (a la "How the West Was Won"). Er...yeah. I've thought about this WAY too much.
If it had to be a real film, then...I'd be Eowyn in LOTR