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.
C-，参加的某观影组织搞的活动，映后交流来了导演和男一，有一半多时间都是“哎呀我和导演老朋友了呀”“哎呀导演我是你以前的学生呀”“哎呀导演我朋友也在里面演戏好巧哇”这种浪费时间的话。竟然没有哪怕是一个人问，为什么这电影是该死的如此地暗，抹着奇怪的滤镜。为数不多值得称赞的是方言配音，故事发生于浙西南，当地人民确实是丽水那边的方言，国民党确实是宁波的方言，共产党是四川、湖南那些地方……里面的小孩“小哨子”，我们浙江这边确实是念“小叫子”的……好乱哦，大家居然能互相听得懂吗？导演说想要“诗意”，我只感受到了“单薄”。但不管怎么说，男演员还是蛮帅气的惹
2022..6.23武汉观影体验不错
我愿称为一厢情愿的电影，对于形式或者说所谓格调的追求，远远大于电影本身，从全片角色说方言混搭意大利语片尾曲就可直观感受其傲慢。所谓的“中国诗性美学电影”，在我看来也值得一个问号，且不讨论消磨战争残酷性又没有升华的问题，仅画面而言也是割裂的。极度形式化的场面和平庸真实的战斗场面被拼接在一起，反而不伦不类。可能做短片会更好，电影的长度真的让观众疲惫
5.5/10
5分及格。中国美院出品，苗正根红，学院血统纯正。画面、构图的确考究，迷蒙，暗调，低饱和宛如中国水墨质感也称得上意境。但电影终归是一门综合艺术，即使历史真实背景题材，那也得说得清完整的故事。美则美矣，叙事只能说毫无节奏。压抑悲凉气氛有余，人物是一个都看不清。三层幻觉的拍摄风格多少有点黑泽明《梦》的意思，但插入方式过于生硬，感觉不是入梦，而是受伤用的草药里加了迷幻蘑菇，到点儿了，发作了。对于“生与死”的挣扎，“反英雄主义“立意难得，但呈现不到位，就变成了徒有虚壳的美，及空喊口号的形式主义。
这部影片给人一种梦幻般的听觉感受，空灵而悠远，蛮特别的，是在看战争片，也是在看艺术片。
一部影像风格探索的主旋律 年轻演员演的都很棒 结尾很红高粱
问题在电影院里被全面放大，人物和声音的空间关系都没缕清，何来长镜头的建立？
就能感觉到电影没打算要讲好一个故事，侧重点不在这上面，然后美术和摄影蛮好的，表演和场景的设置也很有话剧感。是那种我不在电影院看看一会就关了的电影hh
在整体的美学上我觉得还是有不错的地方，开头结尾两场戏还可以，中间的剧情跟垃圾一样。艺术with我自己
录音配音太拉垮。主角落入水中以后，我没有再入戏过，也一度分不清谁在说话。按理说，越是这种整体偏暗调的影像，就越该利用声音来强化场景感，然而令人大失所望
非要这样装逼拍电影吗（裂开）......
是公司组织来看的哈。如果是我自己买票来看的，我他妈绝对给导演寄刀片，你可以不好看你可以叙事剧情人物刻画一团糟，但是你不能用持续的昏暗黑白色调来伤害观众的眼睛！
7/10。至少是主旋律的一种全新尝试，虽有不少问题，但依旧可圈可点。水墨画般的镜头语言是优势，仿佛在致敬《伊万的童年》《雁南飞》之外还多了一些中国独特的东西；但斯坦尼康太过顺滑让电影感有些消减，个别演员表演不自然与配音方面的不和谐反而让人有点正在看CCTV6的错觉。可惜了俘虏这条线，小男孩没死在黄金分割点上，俘虏的内心世界也没有深挖。
成功浪费快一个小时，折磨人的观影体验，剩下半个多小时在睡觉。首先不敌视炫技 不排斥凹造型 你营造所谓的氛围感 你镜头语言努力去牛逼 但我就是不喜欢 请讲好且尊重故事
有史以来第一部没看完就离场的电影 结束时间比计算晚了一小时
22.6.17学院派优秀学生作品，一些大佬坐镇以及背靠学院支持，拍出这部技术流。故事表述无趣，影像作为了主打趣味体现。忘了哪个导演说的“要学会给自己的作品做减法”，本导演懂得剪辑成只有90min，也看得出来拍了肯定不止这么点。前面山涧徒走多有看头，后面拍成“动作枪战”作甚。全片服化道尽力做样子而成拙，懂得用灰色渐黑白来摸去突兀感，如若彩色，这作品几乎连影像趣味都丢失了。演员极力在表演，通篇像话剧，不知道这是夸还是踩，痕迹生硬。导演坚持以及保留自身风格，是很赞赏的，多磨练吧。
黑白格调奠定了以浓重悲情色彩为基础，淡化了战争冲突，严格来说质感和美学之间并没有想象中精致，镜头平移频繁切换视角把小人物弧光提高了好几个层面，非主旋律那般牺牲，却也因为叙事过于依赖氛围铺垫导致不够特别，且在两者之间没有一个妥协性~
后半小时睡着了 我不懂艺术 不懂诗电影 我只觉得画面太暗 配音不伦不类 剧情一整个稀碎 // 两星给镜头 太美了 不愧是国美
电影是好电影 但 院校排片都在大早上 真的煎熬
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