This is an old movie I've seen a long time ago, but I can't take it to a corner. Because I still miss it, take it out and play it again for myself.
A lot of people love movie posters because they love movies, I am the opposite. I'm fascinated by those posters, the movie is a love affair. The posters for the official version of Edward Scissorhands are quite common: Edward's gloomy profile is lined with a gloomy background, and a pair of scissor hands flashes with a cold and cold light. If my description misleads you into thinking this is a horror movie, it's my fault. It's sad and sad, you can understand it after seeing it. The day I stumbled across another version of the poster, I decided to rewatch the movie for the first time. The poster is like this: Blue sky and white clouds, Jin embraces Edward's arms. The pair of scissors spread apart at a loss, wanting to embrace but not being able to. It suddenly reminded me what a beautiful story this is. Love is not tragic, just a little helpless. I remembered the scene that had been engraved in my heart again: Kim said, Edward, can you hug me? Edward opened his hand, and then a ray of sadness flashed in his eyes, and put his hand down gently, saying, no, I can't. His hug hurts, but I'm thinking, what about ours?
I have always admired the genius director Tim. Burton's works, not for anything else, but because of his innocence, created wonderful stories, such as the later "Big Fish" and "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory", but "Edward Scissorhands" is simpler and more deep. The peaceful and pure town in the movie even aroused a longing in my heart that I haven't seen for a long time. If it weren't for Kim's greedy, selfish, and vulgar boyfriend, I would definitely doubt whether this town existed on our planet. And the kind Edward is so simple that even if he has a pair of scissors, he can't protect himself. It's not everyone's fault, after all, I'm afraid of a hand so full of sharp knives. But, is it Edward's fault, these unintended hurts? I really felt his mind in the movie, if he could choose, he would rather hurt himself.
Edward has had those scissorhands ever since he was created by that eccentric and eccentric scientist. Those sharp knives were part of his body, and he used them to shape the town bushes, to cut the town's women's hair, to cut people's puppies, and to sculpt his gold that Beautiful ice sculptures... I just never thought they would hurt people. Especially the one you love, the closer you get, the deeper the hurt. Some people are like this, because the sharp knives they are born with are hard to approach, but that doesn't mean they can't love and be loved, it's just that these loves are doomed to be separated from the beginning. Edward and I learned about it at the same time, the moment he fell in love with Kim.
The ending is reasonable, those sharp knives doomed Edward's loneliness. But I still want to say that this love is just a little helpless, not tragic. Because every time it snowed after that, Kim would think of Edward. The swirling snow foam proved that his feelings were as pure as before. So what about us? Are we Kim or Edward? What does our love leave to others? Even though the movie is over, I'm still thinking about it.
"Edward Scissorhands" actually crossed the walls of my heart, touched the corner that I had almost forgotten, and woke up part of my sleeping heart. Therefore, even if I cry for it, I am full of gratitude and devotion. This is the feeling of falling in love with a movie, very similar to falling in love with a person.
So, has your scissor hand hurt anyone?
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