I enjoy watching old horror and sci-fi movies that portray beautiful, mysterious femme fatales. Basically, in each of these films the dark aspect of the goddess is portrayed and misunderstood by clueless Westerners all around her, namely straight men and other safe (for men), bland-seeming women. A part of me can so relate to this archetype, trope, or whatever you want to call this “type.”
It is the rare person I meet who I feel deeply understood by. Perhaps, to some extent or other, this is somehow the case for most– if not all– of us.