In the film of the same name, Edward Scissorhands is a person created by an inventor, like
Pinocchio or
Commander Data.
Tragically, Edward's creator died before he could replace the assembly of scissors with the real hands for which they were meant as a temporary substitute. As in the other myths of imperfect creation, the creature must come to terms with what makes him other than fully human: being made of wood and having no internal conscience, being made of silicon and having no internal emotions, or in this case being made partially of metal and having no real hands.
The other myths, however, lack Danny Elfman's scoring -- perhaps my favorite among his works -- and have much fewer topiary sculptures.