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.
是啊，那个天使脸庞，纯真清冷的友邻，今年春节也给《唐人街探案3》打了五颗星，可我还是觉得他好可爱，在我心里他还留在昨天，这样，我也就没有枯老。斯人如花束，豆留余香。
原本也就觉得还可以，但结尾那一挥手，真是哭死了。作弊一样的桥段，太好哭了。坂元裕二这个家伙，实在是太会写这种戳人的点了。梦想与现实，恋爱与结婚，这对男女大概就是一体两面吧，从相同的点出发，却终将面临选择，走向岔口，开始各自的人生。此外，文艺青年大多孤独，想找个有共同话语的人很难，由之，才会更懂前半段这对男女发现彼此之后的激动。
很应景，很治愈，2020也好哪一年也好，要珍惜音乐，体验活着的每一分钟
当初不敢告诉你小雏菊的名字，因为女生告诉男生花的名字，以后每次看到都会想起那个女生。如今大概庆幸当初没有说，实在无需有更多的事物沾上你我的回忆。
两个传统豆瓣友邻谈恋爱到因为普通现实生活分手的故事
工作害人无法文艺也无法恋爱，这点我深有体会。。。前面一个小伙伴讲起他的恋爱关系，两个人渐渐无法失去共同话题，但因为一起生活很方便所以懒得分手，也恐惧于改变现状、面对独自一人的生活、需要变回单身、开启新的感情关系。Long term relationship不是往往都会这样吗。但是在感情萌芽的初缠恋时分，那种小心翼翼的欣喜和快乐，也是实实在在拥有过的，那个你不再在意的对方，当初也有过一些时光，是让你感受到温柔与爱意的，时光真是残酷啊。
很难觉得这样的两个人就能叫soulmate，consumate倒是更贴切吧？我们心疼绢面对求婚说出“还要继续降低标准吗”，自己对真爱的标准却已经降低到穿同款小白鞋、看同样的漫画、打同样的游戏就可以称之为100%合拍的人。这样的标签和北京户口、有房有车、年薪百万有什么差别呢？都是一些可以清清楚楚列在相亲条件上然后会找到那种“看起来很合适的人”的要求。梁永安老师说得真的很好，今天年轻人谈恋爱最大的问题就是，看不见对方，也看不见自己。
-她对我说 她喜欢我的画（这句话在内心重复了好几遍）
1.开头幻美得如同糖水片，但之后现实的渐次侵袭则让一开始便是顶峰的爱情遭致温水煮青蛙式的逐步崩解，从而呈露出无可奈何、无可逃避的人生本相：在时间之流中，唯有无常和变化是永恒的，一如面包店的倒闭、乐队的解散、连载的终结与朋友的猝逝。2.将日本近年流行文化大量编织入叙事中，而社会现实性亦体现在对社畜打工人的生存描摹中：被社会侵蚀，被生活捶打，被工作蹂躏，终至失却纯真。3.麦说自己的人生目标就是与绢维持现状，殊不知这却是人世间最难达成的意愿之一，两人最终的分道扬镳实质上也源自他们的“成长发展”步调不一致，遂渐行渐远，而拒绝妥协，自然相见不如怀念。4.菅田将晖与有村架纯表演绝佳，轮回&求婚&挥手的收尾极妙，本片唯一缺憾是视听不够电影化。5.押井守、牯岭街与阿基。6.按钮式红绿灯，天然气罐，街景地图。（8.8/10）
餐厅分手前那一刻如果反悔步入婚姻，他们就成为了我们最熟悉的那样子：努力工作、挣钱养家、养娃、还房贷，刚恋爱时完全知己的美妙再也不会出现，最终成了亲情。这情境李宗盛有词早已道来：“开始总是分分钟都妙不可言，谁都以为热情它永不会减”，从满心炽热地探讨诗和哲学到渐行渐远，可怕的不是争吵，而是变成了两条平行线永远不相交，最熟知的人也会在柴米油盐一地鸡毛中被抹杀成陌生人——倒未必是理想情怀的幻灭，而是到底呢你是热爱艺术还是想要小资生活。总体缺乏电影感，还是太像日剧感了，坂元裕二应该扩充成TV，文本还是这么细腻透彻。P.S 我也喜欢押井守，但电影票根很容易就丢了。8.2
要素过多强行工整很没必要，甚至让人觉得很不走心。这个群体坂元再了解不过了，随便塞几个梗秒秒钟让你共情。苏打工具人本人，怜爱加一星。
从满脸姨母笑看到在办公室捂嘴不让自己哭出声，嘤嘤嘤坂元好懂，各种小细节看得太戳人了。世上哪有那么多天造地设，亲密期过了后不过是互相将就，但即便现实如此，我们难道就应该选择妥协吗？
一个游荡已久的灵魂真的能在短短几小时就找到自己的spark吗？也许我还是不能认为此刻只是此刻，仍然觉得应该有个目标并且有所成就。忘我与迷失可能只有一线之隔。如果我的浑噩只要几句话几个瞬间就能哄好，大概也未曾真的困扰过吧。彼岸世界还挺有趣，Terry太好哄了QAQ。虽然只给了三星，但是观影体验还是不错的…
不是我的菜。但不好意思打低分。btw头脑特工队我也不喜欢。。。有点为自己遗憾
有共鸣当然也会有疏离。当彼此关注点都在共鸣时，疏离就悄悄靠近了。太极是也，阴中有阳，阳中有阴。
也算是个纽约故事吧，比起《头脑特工队》要陈旧空洞得多。
不知道为什么，在这里面我感受不到爱。只是合拍的两人顺理成章地走在了一起，后面的分开也是两人的三观存在巨大的差异。但我很佩服女主分手的决心，保持她对爱情的追求。
小麦有了时间获得喘息和充电，找回遗失的美好。
一贯发光发热的金句与小细节让渡于追求普遍共情的大框架，角色们的成长与转变过于俗套反而失去了坂元剧本那种怪招频出的惊喜（特别是最后引入的一组与主角两人相对照的年轻情侣更是一大狗血败笔）。或许坂元裕二的风格就是要靠无聊的对话与细节，用十几集日剧的体量慢慢熬才能看出味道。另外我讨厌的一点是：无论是甜蜜也好受挫也好，一切都太干净了，缺少了在坂元很多故事里都体现出的危险元素，这样的故事只能沦为安慰剂而已。不过倒是也符合一种“文艺青年”的实相。
-我想笑着对他说再见
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