The story appears simple on the surface, but is revealed, especially after multiple viewings, as more multi-layered and textured than Cassavetes at his best. Ostensibly it concerns a 14-year old Catholic girl, Wynne (Agutter) growing up in this post-modern wasteland, who develops a crush on her much older adoptive brother (Marshall)- a crush which perversely deepens and grows into infatuation once she starts to believe he is the local sex killer. This is in itself an idea that makes you sit up and jolt, but as the narrative develops, it continues not necessarily along a linear path but in several confusing and fascinating directions: the family's history, (detailed effectively in chilling flashback during an improvised seance) is a chequered one, and has suffered at least one major relocation and upheaval in the last ten years. At the crux, however, it's the depiction of socialal changes that make I Start Counting so fascinating and elevate its language far beyond the confines of the standard horror film. The major subtext- that teenage girls were maturing more quickly than before, and developing full sexual and romantic appetites (even if in thought rather than deed) but were not possessed of enough discretion to make the right choices- was a step forward for a genre in which its young females had previously been portrayed as bimbo victims (Cover Girl Killer and The Night Caller spring to mind), but not one that all viewers would necessarily agree with. But most striking of all, and possibly the most enduring image which the viewer will take away with them, is of the masterful symbolism with which director Greene invests every shot. Every inch of the Kinch family's world- their house, their walls, their TV, Agutters underwear, bedroom furniture and toys, Sutcliffe's clothes, Marshalls van, the local Catholic church, their town centre, their record shop) - is painted a bright, scintillating white- a white which, by inference, is slowly becoming smudged and corrupted with the dirt of the outside world. White also symbolises, of course, purity and innocence (two qualities Catholic schoolgirls are supposed to hold dear), and it is into this world of innocence that the ever-present red bus (a symbol of violation and penetration), conducted by the lecherous yet similarly juvenile Simon Ward, makes regular journeys. The allegory is further expanded in one scene where Agutter believes she sees the Christ figure in church weeping blood: by the time we acknowledge it, its gone, but the seed has already been planted. Rarely in a genre production has the use of colour and background been so important or effective in creating a uniformity of mood. I Start Counting is as near-perfect an end to a decade as one could hope for, and exactly the kind of film people should be making now- which is, of course, exactly why they never will. A genre essential. by D.R.
一个声音敏感的少年与泡泡公主单线联系引发的大爆炸
新设定的小美人鱼的故事。人物略弱，mamo音脸不协调太出戏
画面挺美的，剧情就一般，画面给三星。日本动漫+末世（好勉强）+海的女儿+跑酷，怎么看到一半感觉男女主有种真飞鸟和史黛拉的感觉。。。。我本来以为这有点科幻的感觉，可是这个设定真的太勉强了啊。。
一星给妈妈的演技 一星给导演的情怀 没了 不是用了长镜头就是牛逼 群戏都不太行 调度只是为了调度 不会用群演 关注阿兹海默症题材的好片子很多 不是关注了就是好啊 这也没拍好啊
台词糟糕程度和《春江水暖》里年轻演员表演糟糕程度类似，幻境处理得可以，这类家庭伦理片差不多就这样。进步空间很大，有认真在做片子所以有宽容度，现在认真做东西就已经顶天了感觉。至于说像哈内克，哈内克看完评论想打人并发出“大陆人是只看过amour吗”的疑问。
魔幻现实主义并没有起到润色的作用 权靠音乐硬拉
泡沫，螺旋，海的女儿，宇宙大爆炸，庞加莱回归。
家属不想和我一起看动画电影的条目又增加了……
值6.0啊，特别在豆瓣这地方都不爱这样的片了？
泡泡、跑酷、螺旋是怎么被扯到一起的？？狗看了都摇头
来处无归途，生命总无常。
老虚这是去向诚哥学习了如何做编剧么，上次看这么精良的制作和这么烂的剧情大概还是天气之子吧。
台词糟糕程度和《春江水暖》里年轻演员表演糟糕程度类似，幻境处理得可以，这类家庭伦理片差不多就这样。进步空间很大，有认真在做片子所以有宽容度，现在认真做东西就已经顶天了感觉。至于说像哈内克，哈内克看完评论想打人并发出“大陆人是只看过amour吗”的疑问。
花三块钱看了一场华丽的纯爱泡泡雨～～～～～
泡沫，螺旋，海的女儿，宇宙大爆炸，庞加莱回归。
前面有点多余。后面开始，真是，人间真实。想到了，我的母亲，还有我的外婆外公。外公摔了一跤，拉回家了，断了管子，人就走了。外婆老年痴呆，没过半年，也走了。久病床前无孝子，强求不得。伺候人的事儿，谁能一直受得了呢。活着不管，死了办个体面的葬礼，也算是自我安慰了。不如啊，痛痛快快的走了，自己不遭罪，也不用为难周围的人。活着的时候，好好活着，死了也干净利落吧。人生啊，活着一辈子，图什么呢？
音乐是真好听，画面是真好看（有些掉san画面除外…）剧情也是真一般✋
一部关于死亡的电影
画面和音乐不错
花三块钱看了一场华丽的纯爱泡泡雨～～～～～
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