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.
只有我一个人觉得小说家这个角色言行举止太讨人厌以至于毁了整部电影的观感吗？？？？？？
柏林银熊 洪非常在线的自我重复 金敏喜好美 这份爱情我感受得到 但我还是觉得她应该有更广阔的天地 “天色尚早 但很快就会暗下来 趁着白日漫漫 让我们一起散步吧”
之前給盆友說：好煩明天要去公司開會，被吐槽真是‘後疫情時代’了，因為在宅辦公已經快2年⋯踢皮球這事哪國都有啊⋯總覺得大事件更應該從‘小人物’身上去著眼，比如xx晴先生的「文x受難⋯850人紀錄」，隨便一個故事就能令我覺得善良限制了我的想像。（只能說到這了（x 一星➕給我的戀愛少女jodie 2021.12.27 in.Tokyo
7分。西方这种抗疫，没办法拍中国式的宏大叙事，所以无论是之前的《流行病》还是现在的本片，来来去去都只能玩这种描绘个人命运的东西，整体来说还是挺套路的。不过本作对于养老院里内容上又拼接了类似《飞跃疯人院》的内容，所以观感上好了不少。说起来男女主之间要说爱情可能有点过了吧~~~英国佬如今完全放开，又是每天好多人了，我是想看看今年冬天他们过~~~
第一次看洪尚秀的电影，终于理解大众极与极的喜好评价。只能说光看画面应该是正中下怀的，特别是最后的镜头，金敏喜那种纯真笑容，全然是爱的升华。但反观台词情节的方面，则值不得推敲，碎碎念的交流难免会看得有些乏力犯困。整体好像可以在两星半到四星的区间游离评分，而当下不偏不倚的三星有余，正符合内心的感受。
炫妻狂魔老洪，含敏量越高含金量越低，本洪粉这次get不了。
导演从一开始就目的明确，以小见大。前面一切看似感人、柔软的剧情铺垫，甚至最后女主和托尼稍显尴尬的强行“私奔”，都是为了能在结尾借女主之口，对英国政府展开直接有力的控诉。当个体面对失序，绝望之下还能有所行动，往往意味着要“破坏”某些陈腐的规则，女主的操作略显冲动，却令人佩服。本片确实是现如今疫情下极具批判反思精神的现实主义佳作。
敢于揭露社会弊端的电影，都是可以细品的好电影
is it getting better or do you feel the same?
不知不觉已经两年了，我感觉世界都麻木了。。。
伴随着人口老龄化的快速到来，学点自救护理是不是很重要？！
打遍了所有电话得不到救助，护理员就像被大不列颠遗忘的孤岛，在没有资源中自生自灭。几个月来将近一半的人死于护理院，质问着当权者怀疑体制的不足，也改变不了疫情下的恐慌和对不是自己职责内的视而不见。可能没有这场全球性的病毒，我们也无暇在海滩边看日出也无法确定能不能看到明天的太阳。
大概有三场戏比较好，对比挺浅显的，其它没什么了。我觉察出一种对使用工具的脆弱的温情，这也许就是文化人的爱吧，宛如萌宠vlog。
这才是疫情电影的正确打开方式！朱迪科默可以封神了！
头一次见过曝也能成为摄影表达的方式之一，害得我以为电视对比度设置不对了，鼓捣半天，后来发现手机看也这个熊样。
能够在商业化创作中保持一份审慎和真诚，这是吉洙和小说家俊熙成为朋友的关键，因为在创作这件事情上，俩人都更注重自身的感受与判断。创作上的没有状态、无法输出、想要跟朋友/这个世界断联的愿望，又何止俊熙一个人呢，影片中她那份笑着自我揶揄的样子，好给我沉重感。很喜欢洪常秀电影中那份对于作品/自我/生活的坦诚与严肃，人与人之间交流时那笑后的认真倾听，自有一番诚意在。喝点小酒又有什么关系呢，生命太长的意义何在呢？敢于对抗生活的空虚与无意义感，好好慢下来感受生活与自我的人，才是最帅气的人。
浪漫至极的电影，结局那些画面看哭我，真美好啊。
排不进最优档的洪尚秀，但一定是最真挚的洪尚秀。这是写给金敏喜的一封情书。
89分钟转彩色。朴素自然。她冲出来，不快。黑屏。漫长的黑屏。
给微不足道的小事赋予夸张的意义，并且去假装自己是能感知这些的人，是一个沉重的负担。去年的这个时候我还在上影节赶场，好几个湿漉漉的雨天交织在一起，今年直接躺平～（啊！被甜到了啊！
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