Sometimes I wonder if being immersed in fairy tales is a sign of cowardice. Fairy tales exist in people's subjective imaginations, and are placed in a border where there is no time or place to find a carnival: the prince and the clown, the pumpkin and the potato, the princess and the witch, the lettuce and the mushroom... of indulgence. Dreams are beautiful, fragile and illusory, and dreams cannot withstand deliberate scrutiny, and who cares whether a dream is real or not. The world of fairy tales is a dream and needs to keep a distance from reality, but the story about Edward Scissorhands is a head-on collision between fairy tales and reality. Such an arrangement is undoubtedly cruel.
In the gloomy castle, he curled up in a corner, heard the sound of a stranger breaking in, and walked out of the shadows shyly and uneasy, his face was pale, his face was covered with dark red short and rapid scratches, black clothes. First. There is an illustration in Jimmy's "Subway" that has been haunting my mind. It is a toy soldier in the shape of a nutcracker. He sits quietly in the corner with sad eyes. I always feel that Edward is very much like this toy soldier. He is like a lot of dolls in his childhood, broken and out of favor, abandoned in the corner and no one cares. He was enveloped by a huge and silent loneliness, silent and submissive, like a well-behaved and gentle baby, and like a autistic and withdrawn teenager in adolescence.
Edward is a person, even if he is not whole. He has the most primitive emotions of people, eager to communicate with others and get along with others, and also eager to be loved, respected and recognized. His expressions are not many, but his eyes are rich, and his embarrassment, happiness, satisfaction, pride, grievance, sadness, anger and sadness can be identified one by one.
Edward is a human being, but he is definitely not an adult by definition. No grown-up ever gets angry and runs away, knocks down plant sculptures, pranks a fiend at the window of a pesky neighbor, and sits with a scruffy puppy with a pout when there's nowhere to go. Together. Edward is just a child, a child who has lost care and favor for a long time, and only the child does not know how to hide all his emotions and shows everything naked in front of others, and only the child is pure and kind and blindly pays what he has. Emotions are in a loved one. There is no impurity in his love, pure and transparent like the whiteness of an ice sculpture; there is no extravagance in his love, it is simply love.
When he saw that he couldn't hug the girl he loved and said "I can't" in an innocent and forbearing voice, I was startled, and a kind of grief crept into my heart and was blocked in my throat and couldn't be eliminated.
Edward is a man in a fairy tale, but the story does not exist in a pure fairy tale world. The dark and gloomy old castle and the cozy town look so incongruous, and the men and women full of ambition, indifference, selfishness, and philistines in the town are so embarrassing, wretched and ugly compared to Edward's glass heart. Edward's disability gave him a natural weapon. He always scratched his face again and again accidentally. He always tried his best to use this weapon and talent to help and satisfy others. He seemed to be dangerous. So kind, and people who seem helpless always hurt him. In a world accustomed to using and being used, to entertain and to be entertained, the fittest survive, while the unfit are crowded out. What belonged to Edward was the isolated castle, which protected Edward with its terrifying appearance; and the red dust that was whitewashed but full of traps was really not worth rolling over for it.
Such an upside-down contrast is like a game played by the director and the audience. There are contradictions everywhere. Black and white seem to be such opposite colors, but there are shades of gray that are helpless between them.
A film in 1990, the quality and technology of shooting can not be compared with the present, the story also has some flaws in the plot. But it is also because of its roughness and simplicity that it makes people feel intimate and real. It is not a complicated story, the arrangement of a single clue, there is no fancy branch, only a concise and powerful expression. It's not perfect, but it's definitely a classic.
Tim Burton is a director full of weird ideas. His films always have weird and weird elements, but when these bits and pieces are presented in front of people, they will not cause fear and rejection, but only make people feel People are quick to accept and love them. This is reflected most vividly in "Zombie Bride". I never thought that I would fall in love with the little bride who would fall apart at any time. And I also did not expect to see "Edward Scissorhands" in tears.
At the end of the story, the beautiful and graceful girl like a Barbie doll has become a granny with white hair and wrinkled face. Time flies, and what is eternity? Is the so-called eternity the ice sculpture Edward made in the castle every year? Is the so-called eternity in Edward's heart that she danced in the ice and snow as always, smiling and condolences to support his aloneness? Is the so-called eternity the appearance of Edward that has always existed in that woman's heart, no matter whether we meet or not, whether young or old, no matter life or death...
Eternal life is too long, too burdensome, too heavy , and in fact, as long as you remember me.
"Before he came down here, it never snowed., And afterwards, it did. I don't think it would be snowing now if he weren't still up there. Sometimes you can still catch me dancing in it."
is a Insomnia night, I don't know what keeps me awake in this dark night, I don't know what makes me miss this gentle scissor hand for no reason...
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