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.
国产爱情片总是展现物质对爱情的阻力有多大，最后的和解也总是因为不用再为物质烦恼。借用一句评论，这样的故事我一天能编出十个。
给上一部电视剧里的cp留一颗星吧。这电影里分手前的男主角和我对象一样日理万机，全世界都要绕着你转似的，导致我现在感觉到了共振。生活的柴米油盐和爱情真的是撕裂开的，能融合那即是电影。
单说这个房子吧 在北漂电影里算比较真实的了
2. 杨玏几岁了?自己看了不起鸡皮疙瘩吗？
平平无奇的“平民”爱情故事。
流水线电影，剧情挺魔幻，ons的感情非要演成真爱故事，女主性格有点作，男主各方面get不到魅力。就分开了挺好，强行he没必要。
一般不喜欢看纯粹的恋爱片，因为喜欢毛晓彤，看到院线新片里有这部电影才看的，很一般
突然想到大学时创办的网站www.lightyear.me(现在已经访问不了了，当然不是为了纪念啥前任的，纯粹为了学习技术，活该母胎solo哈哈），lightyear，光年，以光年为单位的恋爱会是什么样子的呢？
3.5吧。前中段的一些点真的挺戳我的，真的有的地方有些感同身受到。中段的一些争吵点也挺细的，可以感受到编剧确实也有深入发掘感受过的。结局强行he有些不适，但是考虑到这是部跨年剧，也可以理解吧。
剧本太烂…结尾还强硬be属实没必要（两个人倒是很配，如果现实中官宣的话我会很开心的(⁎⁍̴̛ᴗ⁍̴̛⁎)
事实上中国拍一个《花束般的恋爱》不成问题。重场戏单场安排戏量多一些，节奏再流畅一些，细节再多一些，肯定就会是《花束般的恋爱》这样优秀的影片。
完了，我没救了，最近天天一做家务就开一个爱情片，啥剧情我都能看下去。
时不时地想看无脑甜甜虐虐剧，够甜够虐够真实，这俩原地锁死吧❤️我就是想看他俩在一块儿！不知道为什么我总觉得杨玏好真实…
以年为单位，以白头偕老为目的，以你为主语，这就是爱情。
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除此之外电影真的讲的是在北京谈恋爱吗。感觉剪的短一点放在dy上播出比较合适，总感觉中国的导演们像是没谈过恋爱一样。跨年夜、看雪、北海道，浪漫不是辞藻的堆砌，但浪漫是什么我也不知道。
谈恋爱时要的仪式感，别人看着做作，自己觉得很甜。分手时丢失的安全感，自己天都塌了，别人说句至于吗？
像是朋友的恋爱史一样 很熟悉的一些桥段那种 但是也确实很平 好的前任就是像死了一样互不打扰 有的话在一起的时候好好说 不要寄希望于自我感动和消遣 不会再遇到了
简直和我人生一模一样，我怀疑你们偷看我生活。
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