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.
真的很难看，整个拍得比从水龙头出来的自来水还要无味…劳模的表演完全看不下去，加菲也很再难…
劳模姐真拼啊。这个片和Judy差不多，都是专为女主打造的。明年这个女主提名稳稳的。
四平八稳而又平庸乏味的传记片，按照惯例，突出表演，给足了男女主角表现的空间，是否过火见仁见智，劳模姐好过加菲。
随着好莱坞的传记片热潮质量越来越低，像这种走马观花毫无感情的利用人物来表达自己政治正确观念的猴戏电影到底有多少意义？一边在片子里写Jim利用Tammy出轨的悔恨大捞特捞，一边拍了"我相当正确"的电影来想名利双收，这两者间到底有多少区别？
围观一下新科奥斯卡影后的表演。电影就是那种奔着奖去的片子啊，里外都是生意。然后这一届好多人唱歌啊hhhh
暗号，天赐我们自由。食用建议：吃爆米花滑手机／睡到最后半小时再看。
妆发和表演都是一流的，但看之前不知道塔米菲，看完之后依然不了解塔米菲，所以强调她的眼睛是为了突出她的纯真和浮夸吗？她的传教为什么具魅力可以获得成功？她对信仰的复杂态度的剖析在哪里？她是同妻吗？中段花大篇幅描述她失败的婚姻是不是重点模糊？缺乏层次和深度的剧本，平庸的编导，不知所云的强调，建议劳模姐专心表演放弃当制作人，她的表演的确值得一座奖杯。
挖掘的内容过于表面了，浪费了查斯坦奥斯卡级别的表演，她不过是一个需要爱的女人，为此她努力的去拥抱所有人。
劣质的男性，不肯承认自己的无能，靠欺骗和隐瞒骗来了婚姻。可悲却强大的女主，我始终相信她真诚地信奉着上帝。
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别扭的喜剧感与小丑化人物后，很难让人在后半程感到触动。
其实一开始看还是很生气的，两个并不怎么纯粹的人靠宗教捞了一桶又一桶金，不过他们也得到了应有的惩罚，最后塔米·菲再次登台演唱的时候还是有那么点点让人心酸的。劳模姐很棒的诠释了塔米·菲大起大落的人生，加菲的表演则是无功无过吧。
哆啦A梦大电影每一部都会看，这一部还行吧，跟前面几集比起来没那么出彩
和里卡多一家真的互为对照，两部都是写一个美国电视icon，对于不熟悉的人都有些难以下咽，但是两部其实是两个极端。里卡多一家承载了太多议题，但是索金至少是有表达的意图，这部直接放弃了表达，只是截取几个高光时刻，没有组织，看完对塔米菲反而有很多疑问。当然劳模演的是好的，但称不上好的表演
一度像坐下来认真地看一场大型宗教电视人八卦，最后求职和充满光辉的演唱略感人，杰西卡·查斯坦的声音好像珍妮丝，特别那笑声。很卖力也很倾心的演出确实，但不至于，还是为佩内洛普感到可惜。
劳模姐和加菲表现卖力，化妆了得，魔性的笑声挥之不去。电影本身缺乏对原型挖掘，也许可以更多挖掘银幕和舞台后面的打拼、挣扎和丑恶。
三星全给劳模姐的表演，硬生生的把肤浅的剧本给演出深度来，奥斯卡影后拿的顺理成章。本来是一个很不错的题材，但是根本没敢深度挖掘电视福音传教机构这个庞大的骗人产业。只是蜻蜓点水的“你好我好大家好，坏蛋只有一个”。加菲演技在劳模姐面前彻底崩溃，俩人最激烈的一场对手戏，只有劳模姐一个人在拼，加菲脸上贴着假皱纹，根本没演出感觉。差太多啦！
比想象中要空洞 好像已经没有了“任意门”的吸引力 途中睡了一会 但还是希望小朋友们会喜欢
3. 每个议题都如蜻蜓点水般轻轻点过但又不能不提毕竟不提就对不了颁奖季评委们的胃口。但蜻蜓点水之后的涟漪会迅速消去，没有人再会记得，没有人想再提起；没有一个点有继续深挖下去，包括女性主义。
剧情很有意思，但是拍得非常寡淡，除了劳模姐的演技。
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