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Edward Scissorhands was made by an inventor.
Unfortunately the inventor was old and died before he could give Edward proper hands.
And it is a bit difficult to live if you canīt scratch your eye without being afraid of poking the scissors you have for finger into it ...
"You better come home with me!"
Luckily there are some sweet people ready to help :-)
So Edward finds out his handicap has its good sides - he can make "scissorkebab" for instance ;-)
And cut fanciful hair-doos on the ladiesī heads ...
... and cut trees and dog-fur and make beautiful ice sculptures :-)
But he canīt caress his girlfriend without being afraid of hurting her ...
So Edward Scissorhands ends up back in the dead inventorīs house.
Here he canīt hurt anybody ... And they canīt hurt him!
But there are no hugs, kisses and caresses either ...
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