Edward Scissorhands

This is the film of the week that explains the madness of my mind. It is a film by Tim Burton about a man that was made by a lonely inventor, he died before Edward was finished and left Edward alone with scissors instead of fingers. Edward lives all by himself in the inventors black, scary castle until a woman comes and finds him and brings him to her suburban home, where he finds out that he isn´t that strange.

I don´t only like the film because of the strange fantasy-like story but also the artwork and the colours, Edward and the castle are scary looking, gothic and black while the town and its people are all very colourful, popart-ish and full of fashion.

It is the same with Amélie except that movie is full of colours, especially red and green, mainly I guess because there is no sadness in Amélie