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.
这部配乐真棒啊。最后扯裤子又煽情又搞笑555 奔跑的时候画面太赞了
荒诞剧情里充满了丰富的现实讽刺甚至政治隐喻，谁让现实世界比动画还荒谬呢？
不太搞笑，日版神笔马良，奇迹蜡笔我也想要😄
每次看剧场版都最喜欢看橡皮泥动画啦～ 这次的人物都特别丰满！真的太好看啦！不打字了，先擦擦眼泪……
不太搞笑，日版神笔马良，奇迹蜡笔我也想要😄
假娜娜子和臭内裤太让人泪目了，不理不理人设好立体啊，怎么那么有想象力啊？！每年大剧场版我都哭的呀！
这一部的整个故事很饱满啊，充满童心，每个角色扮演着重要的作用，最后依然是大作战，很棒
但童真永不过时！
最后始于小新终于胖次的春日部集合涂鸦大场面我甚至感受到了一种悲壮感......小新永远在用一种幽默天真的儿童童话方式告诉成人什么是付出，什么是勇敢，什么是无畏的爱，甚至是关于英雄主义和想象力的探讨我也在这部剧场版里感受到了很多。果然对我来说没有难看的小新剧场版。
每次看剧场版都最喜欢看橡皮泥动画啦～ 这次的人物都特别丰满！真的太好看啦！不打字了，先擦擦眼泪……
暂时没看过前几部，还是很喜欢这一部的漫画idea的，最后小新的神奇蜡笔用完了，在用推车画🐷勇士的时候嘴里念叨的那份执念，执念里带着小新版BGM是感动我的
海报设计得挺好看，没想到真的会有泪点和教育意义，用照相机照人把人变成平面的这个设定蛮新颖，娜娜子太感人了。
我暗道不妙“可恶啊，真的让他装起来了”
心情不好的时候就要看小新 心情好更要看小新
会把奇怪的事情变得感动的魔力。2022年仍然是蜡笔小新的死忠粉
残酷又现实，好在小新的故事结尾永远真善美。矢岛晶子和藤原启治的声音不在了，延续的小新也依然是小新，以及发现肥嘟嘟左卫门的配音是卡米亚🤣 来年见。
近几年都是直线化的剧情，说实话和梦境王国基本上都是一个叙事套路。不过这一部增加了许多感动因素，无论是牺牲、奉献还是邪恶，都有一个理由。这个理由又是正当的，却不是那么的合时宜。这一部里没有纯粹的对立与邪恶，这是值得强调的一点，也是低龄化取向的必然——让孩子认识到因果与理由。没有无由来的善意，也没有无由来的恶意，一切都是在理由变迁中被形塑而来。如果小新的新伙伴来个背叛，最后的胜利还是归于天命之人，或许会更加精彩。
小新真的可以带来欢乐。这次连小白也叼起了画笔，你看，他们都在努力呢，那我们也不能放弃。这次也检验了肥嘟嘟左卫门的战斗力，然后蓝发少年不止只有风间，其实人家想看风间小新秀恩爱啊，期待2021年的剧场版继续带给我们欢乐和温暖
为什么涂鸦王国会没有涂鸦能量来支撑它的悬浮，甚至是要坠毁。因为家长们对孩子的控制越来越大，还有就是电子产品的对孩子的影响也越来越大。
娜娜子是每个幼年少年时代都有的女神般角色 只是单纯的喜欢 别无他想 新之助每年都带我们回味一次 而现实是娜娜子可能变成同学麦娜丝
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