dir. Garry Marshall
The Plot: Kurt Russell and Goldie Hawn star in one of the wackiest, most heartwarming Stockholm Syndrome comedies that the eighties produced. Kurt plays Dean Proffitt, a carpenter hired by rich bitch Joanna Stayton (Goldie Hawn) to do some work on her boat, who inevitably runs afoul of the haughty blue-blood. When Dean discovers sometime later that Joanna has fallen from her boat, gotten amnesia, and landed near his town he decides to exact revenge. He finds Joanna and convinces her that she's actually his wife. He then forces her to do such things as: raise his kids, clean his house, and have sex with him (Jesus Christ). Of course, Dean soon learns some valuable lessons about being a better person, and Joanna learns to be less uptight. Although Joanna escapes when she discovers the truth, she soon realizes that she actually loves Dean. The two reunite and live happily ever after.
Why this movie could not exist today: I am not familiar enough with law history to have a thorough understanding of whether kidnapping, rape, fraud, and forced labor statutes were just really lax in the eighties; but if Kurt's character tried any of that shit today he would be serving multiple concurrent life sentences.