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.
看得没有太大波澜，宗教部分让我感到窒息，我不理解那样荒唐的信仰。
家人们，我们内鱼青春题材没有什么早恋和下三流梗就已经赢了一半了！
Marike说要和男人结婚的理由那里我简直奥特曼抠哈脑壳jpg 这种限制人自由的洗脑宗教是邪教吧 Jaime即将毕业 有了新女友 去了一直想去的欧洲 而Marike生完孩子以后看着火速憔悴苍老 Marike有没有哪刻后悔过当年的自己选择了这样的人生
越来越看不动这类电影了，仿佛心灵已然衰老到80岁
取景满分 两个人的故事线和感情发展很细腻暧昧 最后结局看完想扶额 年轻时真的要仔细想好要过什么样的人生💧
#五个扑水的少年 🌊 北京首映
比想象的好多了 挺喜欢的 说到底所有人都是在寻找认同
很有趣的片子 要么爱她 要么爱耶和华 得到的是真理 失去的是人生
，爸爸兄弟们是无手的动物，，饭桌上却坐在最前面，拥有最大决策权。
看得我真的百感交集，电影挺好的，感情细腻，看到她们明知不被允许还在大街上亲亲抱抱我真的很无语啊，但我还是觉得结局是好的
看预告为了杰米来的，她的眼镜真的戴在了我奇怪的点上( 还找不到形容词 ) 虽然但是，最最不想共情，别让我共情，但…除非是你（这大概也是杰米struggle的 观感也有点奇怪，有些地方拍的还是太快不自然，可能因为午休以后还要工作的原因吧，得迅速脱离👋🏻 我还是很介意眼镜🫢
理想中，新世界到来之际，“We can live forever.”
最终还是没有跨越宗教的阻拦
期待大于实际了，但是“Not gonna let me go？”还是好哭的
因为爱意总是无法藏住。
I can believe enough for both of us
可是我们依旧还是很普通，都这么努力了，一分也没捞着，最后也只是做一场梦，扑一场空。
阿哈这个评分不至于吧，也就是三星及格女同片。nothing new
刚开始不断的暧昧试探和确定时的勇气挺打动人的，可是最后落到了宗教的精神胜利上，这真不是一种自欺欺人吗？
不婚不育 永葆青春…Marika最后得到想要的答案又有什么意义呢 即使是心里想要的 也已经回不去了 不要妥协啦！
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