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.
1.谁说吻戏多的，才两场。2.哥谭永远在下雨，至少片方看过蝙蝠侠漫画的人不少，明白蝙蝠侠的风格。3.画面真的美。4.其实谈不上一部真正的侦探电影，但确实是一部十足的侦探蝙蝠侠的电影，实在够文艺的，“场面”戏不多，但每一场都能让人沸腾，很好做到了文艺和商业的平衡。5.有相当明显的人物成长弧线，蝙蝠侠从复仇者到哥谭的希望，从冷酷的心到在乎身边的人，漫画中蝙蝠侠的理念也都展现得淋漓尽致。
故事简单和人物装逼只能取其一，两个都占还好看的不多。
而整部电影的后半部分，都旨在弥补前半小时对这位母亲形象的损害，意图通过将她的心绪铺展开，让观众看到她的痛苦、认可她的病态。再通过母女关系的转变、一些主配角的人物弧光完成鸡汤式的主题表达。
包裹上明确写着“布鲁斯·韦恩亲启”，结果是阿福被炸伤了。
好喜欢！！被罗伯特帕丁森帅晕了！！三个小时的电影还没字幕，完全没走神看完了。有三段让我印象超级深刻：一是bruce去参加市长葬礼的时候，一身黑色正装真的把我帅晕了🤧。二是跟Penguin的追车戏，镜头倒着从火光里走来，太帅了！三是去找falcon的时候在走廊上的打戏，bgm配枪响，极度卡点，极度舒适。画面真的很美，不论是略赛博朋克的城市的大背景还是最后bruce跳下去救人的红蓝碰撞都很绝。甚至有点想二刷
看到前1/3的时候，想着“我还是比较想看老钟继续讲庶民故事”。往下看才发现，不管他讲什么总有能精准打到我的点。“钟家班”全部解锁完毕！
所有母子二人温情的段落部分都很动人，但很可惜，对个人情感的描摹并不是影片核心的表达诉求所在。
人的生活确实就是挺分裂的，其实这片子和疫情没太多关系，而是每个人都有可能中招的、那一刻精神失常所要面临的无助与失序。但反而精神失常后，母女之间有了新的角色平衡，这种不像母女的母女关系反而很吸引人。另外，我也没想到电视机后面真的有蛇，原来我作为观众也带着有色眼镜看她了。
3.0。好看但相對呆板說教的情節片。鍾孟宏借著疫情的大背景還在說他既往聚焦的命題，並運用貧瘠的技法極為刻意地完成了對基耶斯洛夫斯基和黑澤明的致敬。魏如萱的表演實在太差了，好好唱歌吧⋯⋯
前段有点平淡，往后倒是渐入佳境。母女俩相依为命的生活挺好的，母亲的演技真心不错。
继史上最文艺小丑后，史上最文艺的蝙蝠侠来了。DC大魄力的让旗下最大IP重启为悬疑罪案片，戴上警徽的蝙蝠侠不再飞天遁地挥洒钞能力，而是勤勤恳恳如老黄牛般破案追凶。罗伯特·帕丁森身家万亿还落魄忧郁的诗人气质太迷了，我一度以为他是刚走出塔可夫斯基的“潜行者”片场...（喂，笑一个好吗？）
所有人都端着一副“我正在参演一部蝙蝠侠歌剧”的刻意模样来使劲演。这一版蝙蝠侠，没有双面人生，还刻意逃避了钞能力和花样装备，只有一面倒的颓废忧郁，竭尽所能地装作一个普通人，是真切确实的无病呻吟。寥寥的几场打戏，忍者变莽汉，像极了明明手残却要近战打老头环的我，笨拙得一言难尽，毫无“蝙蝠”风采。那拙劣的身手、有限的装备、一路靠莽的打法，这样的蝙蝠侠，到底凭什么成为哥谭恐惧的象征？只将“希望”、“复仇”、“正义”、“恐惧”挂在嘴边，实在难以令人信服。明明才第二年，已经为了全片黑暗歌剧风而献祭了人设，未经沧桑，已是中年蝠，完全拔苗助长。0.5倍速加持下，制造了极其煎熬的3小时大型催眠现场。
是记录了疫情以来最频发的事情。一个失落的故事该怎样写，怎样安排都是不需要多说的，其实也无话可说的。如此生活三十年直到大厦崩塌，现代化的崩塌也是寂静的。母亲说她听到的声音其实是瀑布的声音，一说到瀑布我总会想到苦行，成年人越发磨难的生活，越发无言的状态，没工夫说。瀑布的水像钢钉一样砸下来钉死在脑壳上，等一念之间那个苦行的人倒进水里消失掉。很庆幸母亲得了病，有接下来那么多令人心软的幸运发生，她听见瀑布慢慢融化成小溪流，钢针变成雨粒。我只能说这是一个平凡而又幸运的故事，很多很多人没有这么多幸运，很多很多人消失在瀑布的噪音和瀑布里了。
它试图用慢节奏、晦暗的光和铺得很满既复古又深沉的配乐来建立视听的史诗感，很可惜它似乎过于留恋场面和注重类型，忘记了史诗的基本要素，不仅需煽情，还要有“史”的构建，以及明与暗、正与反的韵脚。“谜语人”本来是对当下多恰当的比喻啊，竟被阐释得如此潦草，成了一个玩梗大师。因为文戏欠缺力度，它所呈现的社会模型，只是对前人的一次复读，（对照黑暗骑士，借蝙蝠侠、双面人、小丑预演了整个社会接下来的走向；而谜语人对体制崩坏的恨、蝙蝠侠对程序的守护，是已经发生的既定现实，黑暗和大雨组建过很多哥谭这样的城市了。）不过，它依然是好看的，我很久没在影院有这般体验了。
结尾稍微拖沓，堆满的意象稍微有点刻意了。除此之外，非常喜欢电影的调子，有点前作《阳光普照》，又有点《红白蓝》的影子。疫情只是个楔子，背后是现代职场女性的心理隐疾。配乐虽然没了林生祥，但依然很出色，沉浸式地进入一个女人的内心世界，再次证明音乐品味对于电影导演的必要性。贾静雯再次拿出影后级教科书演出，方芮欣学姐王净短短两年已经基本摆脱新人演员的稚气，几次掉泪都令人动容。客串的都各有惊喜，除了魏如萱，Waa你唱得不错，下次别演了。
结尾的设置也让人失望，谜语人本来有往小丑方向发展的潜质，最终却硬套上了精神病的头衔，底层人民的抗争瞬间被瓦解。而蝙蝠侠最终还是成为了统治阶级的帮凶，继续让自己那可笑而幼稚的正义成为辅佐一代代权力更迭的帮手。
以及我终于想起来陈以文像谁了，远藤宪一。最近这几个片看下来感觉他演得真好。贾静雯和王净的表演也都很吸引我。
为什么要有那段爱情线 为什么后三分之一剧本垮成这样
開頭就是滿滿的套路（但是女主的激動其實也說得通）。節奏略慢。女兒的理解是讓我最感動的。瀑布變成小溪流水，如果電影只剩下一點點詩意還有什麼？
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