Johnny Depp does a fine job playing a modern Frankenstein in an ugly little town with ugly little people. Depp is the creation of Vincent Price, but incomplete because his hands are shears. He is drawn from his castle to the neighborhood by the Avon lady and begins an adventure which raises him to hero and down to villain in a very short period of time. Winona Ryder becomes the beauty part of the story and protects Depp when the town turns against him. She remembers him throughout her life.
There is an attempt to create a sense of magic in the film but it falls short. What appears to be missing is the imagination that directors like Steven Spielberg can bring to this type of fairly tale. The adaptation of a B movie to today's screen must create the atmosphere the old movies presented to a less experienced audience. Despite its offbeat characters, Scissorhands doesn't cut it.