Edward Scissorhands

This is a really striking fairy tale critique of mass society. Edward ("of course he has a name") is the creation of an eccentric inventor who lives on the top of a hill and dies before he gives his creation hands. One day a purple-hatted Avon saleswoman discovers Edward and immediately decides that he will come to live with her. Although in the end we see that he cannot live in the suburbs, neither was the Avon lady's idea entirely bad, for the lives of at least one person he meets is forever changed, as is Edwards'.

In a way, this is a sort of incarnation of "the other" into a suburb comprised of brightly colored houses, unaccepted, in the way that incarnations typically are. He must leave, finally--the suburbanites make this clear (led by an odd Catholic fundamentalist organist outcast who ultimately is able to join the group by discovering someone even more outcast than herself), but this doesn't mean it wasn't good that he came. It was, as we see through the existance of snow, which never occurred before Edward came to suburbia, but continues since he left.