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.
导演只拍下了温情的部分，现实而残忍的半句不提。这是对梅艳芳最大的尊重，很有心。梅是侠骨，导演是柔情，没有太多刻意，这部电影对得起观众的眼泪。
导演似乎很自知如何利用自己的舒适圈创作一个平庸但用小聪明讨喜的白男形象。当特权被大肆张扬时，表达仿佛就被蒙上了一层毛边玻璃，成为了少数人的狂欢。Jun 15, tiff
相信现在这个分数应该是感情分居多，这部电影本身完全就是流水账，对于梅艳芳的人生每一个节点都是蜻蜓点水、一点而过，她的粉丝相信应该不会买单吧？最后身着婚纱的告别真的是直击泪点。
罗君左，Anita wong，苏笑贞，杨紫琼，福禄寿，黄霑，罗文，林子祥都被导演吃了是吧？?? 逮着一个哥哥不撒了？不怪人张国荣粉丝骂你们，我梅艳芳粉丝都TM觉得浪费电影票钱，不要用Anita的名号去卖情怀，如果真的想拍就好好拍，认真拍，这种摁着别人头哭的电影我看不到任何价值。要不然就不拍，你们对得起Anita吗？？
纪录片片段与歌，才是本作的灵魂——王丹妮终究只能演出形，而撑不起神。看之前比较担心，136分钟，哪能够演绎出梅艳芳风华绝代的一生。后来，担心出现，情节取舍上，一言难尽，整体并不顺畅。缺点突出，但终究情怀光环。
从圣丹斯期待到现在来看还是有点失望，社牛姐控的爱与成长青春往事。主要是类似题材从《毕业生》拍到我RL的《各有少年时》，97年的小兄弟又没拍出啥新东西，实在有点审美疲劳。给Lola当保姆其实本可以是条很有趣的叙事线，社牛小伙vs自闭症女孩，可惜着墨不多。厕所换衣服那场戏算是全片巅峰了，情感张力很足。
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反正就是哭了很久。其实对梅艳芳也不是很熟，通过这个电影才比较了解了。不过那些歌，电影，还是有很深的烙印。张国荣的选角，我想应该是出于让位的考虑，因为leslie太耀眼太吸引眼球了，所以找了个不太行的，但真的让人跳戏😂
三星劇本+一星情懷與王丹妮加分。只是記記梅姐的生平，將現實與電影堆在一起，大堆頭明星電影，美指、服裝也好睇，奈何故事剪到支離破碎，我期待看四小時或七小時的初版，有些重要的場口沒了。例如是哥哥的軼事，黃家駒的出現都沒了。電影公司將心血敗壞了，荔園，我小時候去過門口，利舞台我出世時已沒了。以前的香港很美，現在是香港有難時，仍然有受梅姐恩惠的人站出來。我愛香港
我总是想探寻昔日的明星与当下的偶像究竟有何差别。我的父亲有一个柜子专门存放他当年喜欢歌星的磁带和海报，让亲戚好友从珠三角带来的正版磁带是绝对舍不得多听的，因为多听这盒就废了，总是专门买了空白的磁带盒录下来，正版是母版，只听自己录的子版，听得没声了才再录。童安格、谭咏麟、张学友等，当然也少不了这部影片的张国荣和梅艳芳。他总说哪怕现在再有时间，再有钱也找不到以前追星的感觉。为什么呢？因为明星总是时代之子，就像大家喜欢说梅艳芳是香港的女儿，梅艳芳的唏嘘唱出了香港旧时代士大夫的格格不入；梅艳芳的反叛唱出了新时代冲击下年轻人的不满。现在偶像的唏嘘在哪？在不满镜头数量和到手工资；反叛在哪？更是完全没有，一纸文件，个个如噤声寒蝉。如果以前的明星是割裂时代下精神之产物，那么现在的偶像就是资本机器下戏谑之玩物
观影前，记得带几包纸巾，防止哭到鼻涕流出来。
这赋予了偷懒的创作者以底气和纵容。
一個毛頭小子內心成長的故事，還好沒狗血，只是這個導演太自戀了，經常把鏡頭對著自己的臉。
男主&导演长得真像巴塞罗那的皮克，难怪这么想去Barcelona🤣看这部电影我明白爱而不得也许有的时候是老天给我们最好的安排。
歌声入耳，泪湿双颊。
大概是最愚蠢的一种剧本做法，简陋到梅艳芳年表式流水账，后半段拍得也很敷衍。吃相最难看的，大概就是纪录影像和电影素材的混剪，不断提醒着观众——王丹妮和导演只不过是一部本应更真实更卖座纪录片可怜的赝品。可悲的是，我明知这一切是在消费记忆，消费那逝去时代和那些故人，但不免仍会动情，仍会唏嘘怅惘。仍会更愿意活在这电影里，而非当下。
看完了。作为粉丝是很不满意的，一部各方面都很敷衍的电影。只有最后20分钟入戏。剧本可能是刘培基和近藤真彦照着百度百科写的，加点花边小报和自己的奇思妙想。电影不值得满分，梅艳芳值得。
3.8星。有遗憾有诚意有泪崩。1.女主没问题，神似形似都过及格线，眼神有戏，形体仪态欠缺梅姐的力道和凌厉，演技是徘徊在某电影节入围名单边缘的级别。2.主打“安全牌”，为了安全，按时间线来难免有流于表面的缺点，为了安全避开了很多人物事件导致角色不够饱满。为了安全，穿插真实视频难免有不信任新人和讨巧的嫌疑，但真实视频一出，电影情感层面的力道瞬间升级。3.梅姐的人生是高浓缩的，如我是导演我也舍不得放弃任何一段。4.拍摄难点还在于很多和主角相关的人都还活着，会有些限制。5.对某渣男的洗白，站在歌迷角度自然是反对的，但站在梅姐本人角度，没问题。6.服化道用心，首首金曲带你回到港乐乃至香港辉煌的80年代。7.泰国一段略垮，但当时间来到2003年后又是一波催泪狂潮，那是我们都经历过的2003。8.听完片尾曲再走吧。
他只是一个长不大的孩子…男主地性格让我想起了一篇高考文章：《坐在路边鼓掌的人》.也许有些人生来平凡，但他们身上还是有很多闪光点值得被放大和看见.看似活的没心没肺，但一旦动了真情，确实陷的最深的那个人…
非常刻意的情绪和关系表达，无法打动人心，只觉得这两人怎么这么别扭
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