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.
捕蛇的情节是有治愈到我的，因为女儿选择相信母亲，为她出气。相信在关系里很重要！
前后两部分的观影体验就像：
开头开得很好，母女情感的大反转，这在以往电影观影中倒是从没见到的！台湾这种叙事片颇有日式的徐缓的节奏特点，感情渲染也慢慢铺，相当不错。贾彻底从电视剧演员蜕变成专业娴熟的电影演员，非常不错！
我觉得不差。但是实在是太压抑了 压抑的我几乎要深呼吸才能疏解。节奏实在是不好 也有点有气无力的 镜头倒是很美。但是影片里的蓝色 我觉得稍显刻意了。贾静雯依然稳定输出 王净演的也不错。不如阳光普照那么好。
主要靠镜头调度和音乐来撑，双女主表演有很多瑕疵，对白超烂，剧作水准不及《阳光普照》的一半，搁到2020年就是低配版的《困爹》
其实真的是一个恐怖片。看上去光鲜亮丽都市中产，一场婚变就经济压力爆表，得一场病就会失业立马坠入底层。读什么专业不重要，照顾家人省房租才是重点，但凡女儿上个新传这种鸡肋专业，基本就在底层钉得死死的，另一边她爸带着儿子小三住着大别墅，属于是大家都有光明的前途。
这是一部让人沉浸的电影。台湾从侯孝贤，杨德昌之后，很少再有精品了。现代电影有现代的速食性。
坏消息：罗伯特不用下海
反而比《陽光普照》更得我心....《陽光》的說教和講大道理的意味都太濃了，《瀑布》反而有點恰到好處地不精細。媽媽瘋掉的部分帶點微妙的冷靜恐怖相信喜歡黑澤清的人沒法不愛吧hhh大多數人愛的「不要再問我你還好嗎」反而讓我一瞬出戲，又回到台灣片的流俗了
和品文同呼吸共命运，巨大的蓝色帷幕仿佛象征着被疫情限定的口罩，局限的家成为无尽监牢。思觉失调的不稳定伴随着些微的恐怖，游荡在病房里只有莫名的无力感，这或许就是我们在疫情之下的生活常态，当主任握住品文的手，我不自觉一颤，也许真的爱可以治愈一切，最后还偏偏要再来一次河水上涨，揪人心弦。
难得的直面疫情影响的电影，只是它可能没有钟孟宏的前作那么好，但是电影本身也不差。人心的病来自于疫情，就如同波米提到的，大楼维修时的蓝色罩布，可以视作一个巨大口罩，代表疫情对于人们生活的影响，无论生活上的还是心理上的——而这个人心之病，更来自于婚姻变故下女性的处境。
导演很努力的想要把超英拉回现实主义，也拍出了一部画风不错的老式黑色侦探片，但，侦探大部分时间是靠文戏推理，一身胶衣披风面具的站在犯罪现场0.5倍速打嘴炮，除了觉得该侦探有一些特殊的癖好之外就想不出什么必要性啊
这么天才的台词不知道谁想的。
四十分钟后这个片的情绪就是靠配乐在推了 故事非常生硬 但贾静雯真的好 所以整场看下来依然很舒服
导演对思觉失调患者还挺温柔，可惜现实中这种温柔显得特别无力。
挺好看，把《新蝙蝠侠》拍得跟《教父》似的。马特·里弗斯延续了《猩球崛起3》的高水准，值得找最好的电影院刷两遍。
蝙蝠侠和猫女没必要来这一波感情线吧，有不同于以往超级英雄的情节走向，但是诗意也只是传达了一点也没有被文艺到，而且对猫女的刻画贴那么近的展示身材还是一贯的男性凝视，依旧令人不适，就是没必要吧，反而寡姐那样自然而然依然性感十足。
包裹上明确写着“布鲁斯·韦恩亲启”，结果是阿福被炸伤了。
“不要再问我：你还好吗？我会想办法好起来” 《瀑布》和《阳光普照》有着一脉相承的气质，有太阳的场景都是阴郁的明媚，音乐温暖又悲伤，它弹奏着让你伤心的往事，又安抚你的伤口：你会好起来的。
这才是疫情中应该出现的电影，而不是群星荟萃的拼盘演出！
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