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I used to like Tim Burton before he went on auto pilot but it doesn’t surprise me that Kate would fave Edward Scissorhands since that’s probably the weakest of his early efforts back when he actually put in effort.
It certainly hasn’t aged well. The themes and symbolism was always clear but over the twenty five or so years since, it’s become a little less forgivable just how transparent the whole affair is. Two hours of Tim, the dark misunderstood artist, who the pretty blond cheerleader falls madly in love with (complete with the blonde jerk jock to bully him), and the superficial conformist suburbanites to turn on him as soon as he acts too weird. Edward who has to retreat because he’s two good for this world who does his art in seclusion but still gives snow to the town that rejected him.
Geesh.
He’s practically the prototype for every monster tween romance from Twillight (with it’s own Edward) on down. It’s as if Tim wrote the whole thing in high school and never bothered to refine it when the time to film came. I guess, given it’s success, you can’t argue with his instincts, but it still could stand as a lesson to writers to always step outside your stories and see what they look like to other people. Even the excuse of being a fantasy is no excuse for shoddy writing (and ES has a lot of that. Is there really any reason she couldn’t have visited Edward from time to time other that it’s SO TRAGIC)
Otherwise you’ll wind up with fluff that self serving empty headed jerks like Kate will scavenge twenty years later, and who really wants that.

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I used to like Tim Burton before he went on auto pilot but it doesn’t surprise me that Kate would fave Edward Scissorhands since that’s probably the weakest of his early efforts back when he actually put in effort.

It certainly hasn’t aged well. The themes and symbolism was always clear but over the twenty five or so years since, it’s become a little less forgivable just how transparent the whole affair is. Two hours of Tim, the dark misunderstood artist, who the pretty blond cheerleader falls madly in love with (complete with the blonde jerk jock to bully him), and the superficial conformist suburbanites to turn on him as soon as he acts too weird. Edward who has to retreat because he’s two good for this world who does his art in seclusion but still gives snow to the town that rejected him.

Geesh.

He’s practically the prototype for every monster tween romance from Twillight (with it’s own Edward) on down. It’s as if Tim wrote the whole thing in high school and never bothered to refine it when the time to film came. I guess, given it’s success, you can’t argue with his instincts, but it still could stand as a lesson to writers to always step outside your stories and see what they look like to other people. Even the excuse of being a fantasy is no excuse for shoddy writing (and ES has a lot of that. Is there really any reason she couldn’t have visited Edward from time to time other that it’s SO TRAGIC)

Otherwise you’ll wind up with fluff that self serving empty headed jerks like Kate will scavenge twenty years later, and who really wants that.