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.
"Asian lesbian will destroy the world if she is not getting along with her mom"
好像也不是，存在主义认可无数的可能都没意义，但又觉得希望有意义。
搞了那么大阵仗，还是一百年前电影表现的那个命题，亲情与和解，彻头彻尾的好莱坞电影，与所谓中华文化毫无关系，哪怕是说普通话和广东话时的口音。
喜欢动作设计和剪辑调度，感觉成本不高但很有趣味。但这个结尾怎么会是东亚家庭和解的大俗套呢，不要把美式套路栽赃到东亚家庭身上，东亚家庭根本不和解！东亚一般家庭：有本事你就走，我没有你这个女儿，东亚开明家庭：只要你不搞同性恋，我们还是一家人
这电影的剪辑加情节处理一看就有问题啊，都明显压过故事本身了，导演能力明显不行，拍出来的成片思绪混乱，情节不知所云，人物表演造作，你们到底在吹啥？莫名其妙简直是
设定并不新奇，剧情疯疯癫癫，画面重口三俗，李小龙和太空漫游好评，服装布景特效狠狠秀了一把但有点杂乱。片中说接收信息太多会让大脑超载而挂掉，但片子本身在节奏上让人应接不暇，就有点填鸭使观众大脑超载的感觉，缺少让观众回味的留白，以至于两块石头的场景成我最爱。但这样的呈现方式相当罕见，值得一看。
男女主的爱情也很感人
女儿微笑着看着妈妈打碎洗衣店的玻璃，我也想打碎困住我妈妈的囚笼
同时，明明是东亚大女主电影，怎么感受到一股浓浓的东方刻板印象和规训女性的味道。还是那个石头宇宙最好。
我泪点很高，最后都还是绷不住了。
不要妄图让每一刻都充满意义 你就是你 总有人爱你
用最复杂的形式讲最普遍存在的情感问题，用全宇宙来催促一个人成长变化，无论你在哪个宇宙，我们都会找到你，这大概是最大的浪漫。
披着科幻外衣的亲情电影，软弱的丈夫，叛逆的女儿，报不完的税单，生活糟糕透顶。但如果给你一个机会，可以有完全不一样的人生，你干不干？答案是不，生活中的烦恼来自亲人们，但乐趣和开心也来自他们。人生本来就是无法割裂的矛盾统一体，多少个宇宙都是这样。
我很想祝福亚裔在好莱坞的进步，但这个“进步”的代价是牺牲电影的价值。如果你把一下午刷过的抖音拍成一部电影，那你就得到这部正如其名的电影：吵闹，拥挤，冗长，没有任何情感，没有任何危机，因为你自己都说了“nothing matters”，观众为什么要在意？只有无数个几秒的小聪明、致敬，和说这么多等于什么也没说的空虚。
妈都figured her shit out了却还是选择be here with me，变成石头也要追我下地狱，这不是the ultimate save to everything，这是exactly逼疯我的原因
我已经很久没有看如此令我难以下咽而倍感头大的电影了，从半小时的时候就开始疯狂看进度条还有多少时间，无数特效和模仿镜头往我脸上砸的感觉像极了我在看电影混剪而他们恰巧用的是同样的几个演员。看似是迷影人玩梗实则是多元宇宙的谎言，到最后无论在哪个宇宙都还是家庭、爱和选择的故事。剧情无功无过，但却仿佛还是在亚裔的stereotype里打转，唯一有趣的代际冲突在那一句“女朋友”“what did he just say”中得到一些拯救。我想到了一个形容此类电影的新词“七巧板电影”，指看似铺的平平整整满满当当，实则每一块都奇形怪状。//我们终究会选择原谅，原谅我们是我们，而爱永存。
眼花缭乱天马行空，还蛮喜欢两个石头一起看日出的宇宙，安安静静的，以及，的确过不了审【滑稽
是电影是戏剧是卧虎藏龙是菊花超市是space odyssey是无厘头是拉丝冯提尔是rick n morty是沙丘是everything。Bagel是大雄试卷上的零是receipt上的重点是瞳孔是不满足的食欲是妈妈对女儿人生的insecurity。变成石头，变成圆形的石头，去接近填满bagel。
看哭三次，有我想看到的一切，简单（岩石世界甚至做成PPT），真诚（杨的一颦一笑都让我想到自己的母亲），还有各种傻得可爱的设定（菊花侠、热狗手指、料理浣熊），所谓“天马行空”不是要有多么超绝的想象力（平行宇宙早就烂大街了？！），而是它真的挖空一切心思把你逗笑又让你感到温暖，中间从银幕拉回影厅一幕是对这部电影最好的注解，我们何尝不是留恋着银幕上的平行世界，一遍又一遍地从中汲取“能力”以应对生活中的琐事，而最终也是最老生常谈的事实是，我们所能得到的最大的能力就是去爱
期待挺久的，没想到是这样的电影。难得的华裔多重宇宙电影，希望华裔电影能够单独发展成一个门类吧。简笔画宇宙很好笑，香肠手看起来有点恶心。普通话粤语英语三语混杂交叉的电影，幸好没去电影院看，不然有些地方可能因为语言问题看不懂。海外华裔的问题就在于不能直面最核心的问题，而总是去挖自己母文化的边边角角来批斗，乃至攻击自己的族裔身份。美国华裔男找不到女朋友，怪自己父母把自己生成了亚裔。看到白人少年能够享受族群特权，活得那么“自由自在”，华裔少年自己不能，就怪自己是Asian。华裔女觉得妈妈管得太严，怪这是东方文化导致的。唉，然而这些都不是根本问题。根本问题是不能团结向上，不去争取族群福利，不去争取集体权利，所以只能被人欺负的地步。
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