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.
明明你也很爱她，为什么不去求一个结果？只要随孤勇而上，只要“勇气是唯一的回应”。
大概是很想和你携手走过这段路吧。
“你钟意女人噶嘛”
剧情太狗血，最后居然还是说“你永远是我最好的朋友”，（拜托，21世纪了，不要再把拉拉的爱和友情混为一谈了...）
两位女主角的种种行为用我那个年代的话来形容的话就是“好非主流”啊～！
也许
氛围我超喜欢，但后半段剧情有点看不懂…有些地方挺莫名其妙的就
换做也是放手的我，抵不过不被世界的祝福。“善言”真人改编的悲剧。甜度一两，现实五两，折磨三两，半两天真半两疯。
ps结婚那里有点银河大三角的感觉
太现实以至于和女友看完以后俩人惆怅了很久，关于未来一直都感到迷惘，同样是高中相恋的我们，现在也快三十岁了
看到了一些致敬同性片的影子，有点理想化的拉拉唯美爱情片。看到热评说的因为父亲说的那句话打了一星，我觉得她应该是搞错了情节的立意，现实中很多男性确实就是那么想的，也正是家庭有这样的观点也间接造成了女主的结婚。挺小清新的，但影片质量有限。
3星半，就像是夏夜一个人喝冰汽水，喝了几口，放在一边，听着气泡在罐子里一个个炸裂，回忆第一次心动时的心跳，瓢泼雨里的热吻，毕竟也不是谁都拥有过。
东亚百合片的通病，某些片段美好动人，整体故事无法直视。
也许不在浴室表白结局会不一样。
太现实以至于和女友看完以后俩人惆怅了很久，关于未来一直都感到迷惘，同样是高中相恋的我们，现在也快三十岁了
港版的花香，剧情&女主外貌都和花香类似2022了也没有啥进步，双女主颜值在线，画面唯美，没了。看完后内心毫无波澜。
差点又因为好多人说不好而错过的一部电影…看了之后也明白为什么有一部分人会不喜欢。但其实 这部电影除了部分剧情有点让人无语+狗血 其实真的挺优秀的 至少女主的演技不错 女二的演技不会让人出戏 这在亚洲女同电影里其实蛮少见的了 也是让我觉得这部电影很珍贵的一点 女主好像48的Z姓小偶像啊。至于让人诟病的接吻戏其实也很正常啊，青涩的初恋，上来就吻的像情场老手才更奇怪吧/ 前面的高中戏让我想起了好多往事 哎 最后婚礼也有感动我 有多少人去参加过自己最爱的人和别人的婚礼呢 如果是我 我肯定不会去参加 开始觉得好狗血 之后又觉得 在相同体制下培养出来的人类 输出的东西会有多少不一样呢 大概率都是千篇一律的故事罢了 就像有时候你觉得自己好像独一无二 结果发现原来大家都是这样想的的无奈
技术不错，电影节奏好。但角色行为逻辑不够自洽哎，让人迷惑，强行BE。
转瞬即逝的勇敢和心碎 然后成为一片空白。逻辑不通畅是硬伤
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