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.
这片子能收获欧美观众的好评，大抵还是映衬出当下恐怖片题材的式微，尽管A24仍在不断尝试新元素，但本片显然只能算作一个完成度不高的实验性产物。全片的模式基本只是把德州电锯杀人狂里的主角团换成了AV剧组以及杀人魔变成了饥渴老夫妻。导演和编剧似乎是想借此讨论些关乎性与爱的命题，于是这一讨论便是长达一个小时的铺垫，而后作为恐惧惊悚片的虐杀内容则显得极为潦草而简单，老年人床戏很猎奇但也仅此而已，片子的节奏可以说是慢到挑战恐怖片禁忌，复古迷影元素也在漫长的叙事中被稀释掉了应该有的特色。总的来说，噱头大于内容，虎头蛇尾的半成品是本片的观感。
粗读原著。细腻动人，由外及内，觉察到身影，碰触到呼吸，体会到情绪，却始终探不清人物的样子。于是当神态遮掩，脸孔模糊，恰巧是少有的动人之时。
哎，我是真不喜欢苦情戏。不过话说回来，就算大家都这么矫情，把想说的话都通通憋在心里不说，大部分的时候剧情还蛮抓人的。主要是主角演技好，这个叫奈绪的女演员有点厉害啊。这戏看到最后，总觉得缺了点什么，然后深深叹了一口气，舒服了，圆满了。哎。。。以前记得也出现过这样的情况，是看<半生缘>的时候。爱情就是这么做作。苦心经营，敌不过命数啊。
上个月看森田望智豆瓣主页看到这部片。 奈绪和奈奈绪 还以为是同一个人呢，选角不错，她穿和服演艺妓很传神 ，有点纯欲制服诱惑 NHK BS4K 日式味道满满，2014年1月 还没放寒假 期末考试前某天下午下课后 去兴隆书社买了川端康成的伊豆的舞女，因此晚自习还迟到了，
没有看过原著。故事在最后终于讲清楚了。摄影好美哦，好喜欢片中的摄影美学，让你仿佛置身其中，透过窗，透过屋檐，通过某人的肩膀等等去看。
雪国、温泉、艺伎！无与伦比的经典！看的似懂非懂，很有点悬疑电影的味道啊，最后真相大白。穿过县界长长的隧道，便是雪国！他们自己的遗产，碎便碎了吧。人生本来就是徒劳啊！一场游戏一场梦，很可能就是外星人控制下的楚门的世界。
其实就是常规虐杀片，味儿还挺对的，除了那些故弄玄虚的转场的腔调以及拿老年人开玩笑实在有点mean以外。后半段对于动机解释的敷衍和整体复古情调的还原相互抵消，也就没啥可夸的了。（分饰两角靠的也是化妆，又不是演技，大概也就是猎个奇吧
看作是川端康成原作背景下的全新创作的话，可以给到8分，很悬疑很唯美，但仅作为原作的影视化的话，情感关系的编织偏离太多，奈绪和高桥都是好演员，奈绪的脸太棒了，细节都很到位，高桥的手指和声音都很合适，发型很文青但很不适合他…
因为贫穷，所以徒劳；抑或是空虚，所以徒劳？还是，其实都是，都是徒劳？
本以为会搞个万能钥匙之类的结局，结果期待值过高，另外希望肌肉男下次多露肉！
小时候看川端康成，觉得他可真是太无聊了，现在再看来，依旧是无聊，皆是徒劳。昭和时期日本文学里那种极致的甚至是有些诡异的爱恋，在其他外国文学作品里是看不到的，倒是有它独特的美。
徒劳，都是徒劳。奈绪偶尔像苍井优，高桥的泡面卷发偶尔像bg的蔷薇头。
她眼里跳动的火光，是对幸福的渴望。爱过这件事不是徒劳。
没看完原著看完了电影 好像懂了又没完全懂 或许一些内在的情感是不需要语言描述的（是我描述不了） 生命本就是徒劳 但依然要活下去
看出了若干伤感，是从观影之后才冒出的情绪，片子本身就还比较轻快幽默吧。毛片剧组造访乡下茅屋，深闺老妇血刃青壮年电影宅，一听就很从小看到大的美式乡下杀人狂血浆片调调，但优点算在于主题的选择，本身涉及到老年人的○需求的片子就在电影里算寥寥，直面它——虽然当做恐怖猎奇元素在拍——但也算难得，但片子本身的主题是契合疫情的，所谓上一代吃苦吃到大的人对于正值韶华的年轻一代的嫉妒与怨恨，放几年前可能我还会小装一下：“我还年轻惹”然后表示不理解……我真的开始羡慕起那些过个几年后，没被疫情耽误享乐的年轻人了。虽然看的时候就不断被逗乐，但直到staff roll播完，我也才想起：对啊，我也只是在房间里面看别人在阳光下拍A片的那些深闺老宅而已，而或许这黑暗也并不是我应得的，可以像他们一样归咎于时代了。4.5归5。
感觉好像在看一部悬疑片，一直在探究他们四人之间的情感关系，想找书来看了…白雪皑皑，和服女子的画面，虽然带着徒劳的无奈愁绪，却还是美的
高中的时候看川端康成的短篇就被狠狠地恶心到了
A24三件宝：诡异的动物，爆掉的脑袋和衰老的肉体。
卡司在线，布景、构图、氛围还是不错的，配乐与氛围相合；打光太僵硬，改编了但改编得太直白和浅薄，高桥与角色适配度一般，驹子视角优于岛村视角。川端康成对人物心理的描写落于纸上是细腻和寂寥，一旦改编成对话就显得刻意又矫情。
叙事好像有点不对劲……选角也好像有点不对劲……时代感又太过稀薄。原著里有情人间打情骂俏的互动，在这里都变成咬牙切齿歇斯底里，何必呢？
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