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.
没懂前几天这动画怎么冲到8分以上的，这么套路化又浮夸的剧情和设定，让人尴尬得抠脚。主创想讽刺的东西太多了，又只能用浮于表面的形式强行表达，呈现的效果就是整部动画里除了主角机器人(不是主角本人)之外全员智障。剧情推动看似有逻辑，但硬伤更多。这动画唯二亮点是最后服务器场景的设计和没有强行大团圆，除此之外这就是部在及格线边缘徘徊的无聊动画。
震撼捂住耳朵的人。敢拍这样的电影，是需要整个社会的勇气，摸着石头过河的勇气。
预告犯的模式，手里有筹码，才能达到自己的诉求，误杀3开工！
6.5分。又是这种立意很好，但完成度不足的片子。着眼女性权力是好事，但用孩子做人质的那一刻，其实她所有的诉求都已经没有意义了。还玩什么总理当面交谈之类的鬼话，整个后半段几乎完全不知所云。不是你出发点好，你所作的所有事情都能被接受的，感觉就从没人真关心过这点。
看到揭露事实的时候还是很心碎，结尾的三行字震撼过全片。
司机就是强奸犯的这个反转确实没想到，千万不要让肖央或是陈思诚或是其他的一些导演看到这部片子，要不然就会被收编到《误杀》系列了
3.5又一部主题先行的电影，要控诉的也非常地直白了，德里黑公交事件中多名罪犯被判处了死刑，但他们却迟迟没有执行，印度在修改了相关法律后，受害者却迟迟等不来正义的到来，电影中一大半时间都在表现女主角的“凶恶”，其实很多细节都明显地留下了反转的铺垫，这次这个发生在戈拉巴的绑架案中也用相当的篇幅展现了社交媒体、传统媒体、警察机构、公益互助组织、法律、行政当局对于印度女性权益保护的角色，它们没有形成有机的高效的联合体，反而需要受害者自己来为自己复仇，一个几小时就能抓住的关键罪犯，却浪费那么多年直到彻底被遗忘，发声是多么地困难，正如电影中所说，你拉着人家的耳朵喊都不一定有人愿意理会你
被情绪主导还是在所难免 但女性确实是伟大的
2⃣️整体剧情冲突设计、节奏推进以及影片色调都与《误杀1-2》极为相似 几乎没尿点
别人把小白当工具，只有你把小白当朋友。对朋友的爱从「待在2m之内」到「你不用待在我2m之内」，从「你要喜欢我」变成「我喜欢你」。把便利贴投射出来点亮的每一个瞬间我都泪目，很俗套的故事，但仍然感动
确实挺俗套，几乎没有悬疑，但就算电影技巧上没有做到最佳，它反映的现实意义还是不得不让我打四星，关于强奸受害者复仇、争取正义的电影，再多也不为过。至少人家还能拍出这样的电影，至少人家在电影里老百姓还真能和最上面面对面讲话呢。
7.7 “这个国家的人，你若不对着他们的耳朵呐喊，他们还是会继续装聋作哑的。”《长夜难明》《开端》和这部作品的“犯罪动机”是相似的，作恶之人横行法外，公权冷漠傲慢，弱者绝望诉诸暴力，才得些许正义回还。窒息的死结。
“那个前程似锦的女孩。人的生命不能只换来一场烛光游行。”真的是非得把人逼得如此不可吗？立意很棒，印度女性的意识越来越强，印度电影也开始在寻找意义，大家都在自我进步，国内某些娱乐至死又无聊的脑残片电影人可以来看看自我打脸了。
看到揭露事实的时候还是很心碎，结尾的三行字震撼过全片。
寓言式的故事，剧情基本可以预测，主要是支持发声，印度已经有好几部类似提出诉求的片子了
用看似极端的方式，撕开自己的伤口，来挑战另一个真正极端并且烂进根里的问题，女主真的令人尊敬~
一个好故事一部烂电影 道家语 在天成象在地成形 这是对于内容与形式最好的阐释
印度政府的无能表现的淋漓尽致，噱头足够，却内容单薄，实属雷声大，雨点小
拍了半部好片，前面半部还算有模有样，场面安排及气氛营造还颇有声势，也能从中看出很多好莱坞类似影片的影子。下半部则一泻千里，完全垮掉，当然这也是影片的整体构思出现了问题。印度人思考问题还挺爱走极端的。
最后的子弹并非打在犯人身上，而是打进每位观看者的胸膛。这不仅是女性的觉醒，更是男性的觉醒，是参与这部电影创作拍摄的所有人的觉醒。这不仅是印度灵性觉醒的梵音，也是人类内在觉醒的号角。什么时候，我们每个人内在以及集体意识中的阴性能量——共情、同理心、爱、慈悲能与阳性能量达成太极阴阳的平衡呢。记得，暴力并不能终止暴力。枪声不是作为复仇和解脱，而只是呐喊罢了。这也是为什么最后的呐喊被消音，因为灵魂的呐喊只能经由内心聆听，而无法被耳朵听见。
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