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.
虽然有着差不多的结构和叙事
能改变印度这种丧尽天良的风气
2022/4/3 6.0 印度女性权益话题，但前半部分着墨过于用力，导致女性形象甚至被贬低。整体拍摄手法显得很单一很标准化。
除了突然zoom镜头很80年代港剧，背景音乐太多鼓点与浮夸之外，还是不错的电影！
想说的事很大，电影拍得太套路了。许多场面难圆其说，不经推敲。
电影稀烂，唯一值得一提的就是影片最后一句话的，每八分钟印度就有一个女孩被强奸
姐姐对妹妹的爱 到这种地步 真的是可以了 长兄如父 姐如母啊..
社会议题电影，我们啥时候才有啊。表演好用力，真是印度风
毫无起伏，印度片还得看《调音师》2022-4-8 03:13:35
像韩影那类意义大于电影本身的电影，聚焦印度的社会问题，新闻媒体和官僚体制的探讨也只是浅层次的，更多是女性的控诉，以及这一控诉也因为前奏过长而显得无力，结局更是过于理想化了。角色必须伟光正的规则也使得影片走向了模式化的类型片，没有被逼入绝境的疯狂似乎就失去了批判的力量。当影像之外的观众没有看到行为只听到了枪响，也就等于把真相告诉了观众，因此展开的情绪是多余的，这也是电影的局限性。
非常工整的叙述 但就算是猜得到的结局也不影响我爱桑德拉·布洛克这位tough woman
快乐教育就能强直打脸CSI这类美剧。
桑德拉这张死人脸 姐姐愣是演出了妈的感觉 监狱内外的人没什么两样 顶罪有点牵强了 汉斯季默配乐
全片感情基调是隐忍、克制的，天气也是阴沉的，却在结尾处迎来爆发。妹妹在阳光里一步步走向姐姐，没有只言片语，就只是抱着她，一如小时候抱着如妈妈般存在的姐姐。此刻泪崩~
演员都挺好的！！！！！可这剧情？我这个法盲只想知道5岁孩童走火过失杀人，到底算谁的责任？怎么判？
深深的悬念，漂亮的女主，跌宕的剧情，持久的观感，好片该有的本片都有了，除了印度式歌舞。
太震撼了，又是印度常见qj题材，但却能不断翻出花来。感官刺激之外这个故事很需要人们反思，当一个平民以身试险，用犯罪制裁犯罪的时候，国家还能有救吗？
印度不仅仅是因为qj，更多的是种族制度，宗教信仰让人分三六九等，相比于资本势力，这种种族烙印封建残余更应该被铲除，否则这种奴役歧视和悲剧会一直存在。
而谁让我如此痛苦，我必然会让他付出代价，对待野兽，我们要更野蛮！
和前作一样，抛出一道无解题，然后对同一个情绪点进行集中猛攻，这种方法确实是适合颁奖季的。然而芬沙伊德是个执行力过强的导演，滥用对比，每场戏的目的都过于明显，人物状态生硬得不像话。当然这也和原本迷你剧体量的剧本有关，等到电影后半段，情节突然增速，一堆没头没脑的单薄角色接不住情绪戏，故事就彻底陷入胡言乱语了。
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