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.
这是一部真正的后现代女性主义电影！My body, my choice！最后的场景两位女主演的也太好了，耗尽勇气说完成年人该说的一切，56岁已经没什么能吓到她了，她也不舍她也悲伤小心但她知道该做什么，而年轻人的不甘心和难过都在脸上，“我不同意”即是我要行动。（最后一幕尽管好心但显得有点多余）两位女主演都太美了！剧中所有男人都觉得自己可以搞3P也是太真实了，男人，就是这么自信。 😄
爱情的到来一切都变慢了，就像Anais的步伐。而今天的你都是每一个过去每一段对话决定的。
某种法式生活流电影（？）年轻女孩生活里存在着的蹩脚的、滑稽的小刺伤…/羡慕Anaïs，因为她拥有的是明确且轻盈的爱情关系。
少女：我偏要勉强。作家：暂且一晌贪欢。(但其实用"勉强"来形容不太合适，她们明明两情相悦然而作家只是更清醒)
当她不爱的人说我们没有以后的时候，她提着包头也不回地走了；当她爱的人说我们没有以后的时候，她亲吻她的手腕说我不同意。热烈的，直白的，美好的，怅然若失的，触及生活本质的，拍爱情片还得法国人来。
【投射】贯穿了整部片与观影过程. 女主即便是个性carefree，还得被动地得到以为是自己争取的感情. 作家刚好相反. 不免让人觉得两个人代表导演不同年龄段理想化意象的缩影. 不设限和理性的冲突一直都在，只是随年岁增长，人们可以更加坦诚的自我暴露，也可以用对自身欲望更犀利的剖析来防御. 电影里几个男性角色都好笑到让人嫌弃，两个女人之间的感情有你什么事啊就以为要threesome，笑到了.
一地鸡毛时看看法国片。别人在一地鸡毛时仍然可以优雅谈爱情。
爱情观对位了，评分显得就不是那么客观了。又是一部典型estj人格女主带全场的情节剧，很爽，很有玩味的感觉。最后艾米丽对她说：你对我不是爱情，就是你产生的幻象。直接打在我心上，阿娜做的动作也足够优秀：so，又怎么样呢，我还是要拉你去开房哈哈哈
好喜欢电影里Anaïs的性格 “tu vis au bout de tes passions” 在生活里如此大胆自然地索取 恼人又有点可爱 但是更喜欢结尾时的话语“不要让爱占据了所有的空间”
年轻就是勇敢追逐
法国风景大赏，已经逐渐适应这种絮叨式的小品问，你看最后那段分手说教说的多好，拿本本记下
勇敢一点，迅速一点，精力充沛的女主角从不停歇。明确知道自己想要什么，爱着的是什么，比无数人都幸运。
阿娜伊思跑起来的时候，总是会拍到她漂亮的鞋子，然后古典的背景音乐响起来。
比糟糕的人明媚太多，花花绿绿的裙子、风风火火地奔跑，还有夏日恋情，都是喜欢的元素，剧情本身似乎很法国，混乱的人物关系，自由的人生，很羡慕的一点是经常能看见的书籍元素，总觉得很亲切。
被推荐。开头明快的钢琴伴奏，女主着一袭碎花红裙奔跑就很吸引人了。爱一个人其实是爱镜中的自己，爱一个人的方式，也是自己看待整个世界的方式。法国人的文艺和浪漫真是刻在骨子里的。摄影好美，女主的裙子和衬衫我都爱极了！
法国风景大赏，已经逐渐适应这种絮叨式的小品问，你看最后那段分手说教说的多好，拿本本记下
真好看，好看到令人叹息，怎么会有这么浓烈的人生。雄性仿佛猴子，脑容量就那么一丁点儿，镇日除了扒拉虱子就是对多看他一眼的雌性自信一句：想和我3p？
“我不同意。”
女主把我最讨厌的性格都浓缩在一起也太厉害了吧。聒噪，莽撞，没有气质扮可爱，没钱还不愿换小房子。随便用自己的单身站在高位评价别人婚姻生活，觉得自己情感状态有问题是因为对方。欠钱不还，欠房租，打断别人说话，活在自己的世界里。突然地说教，爱花的伪小资。莫名地神经质奔跑起来，所有行为都具有攻击性，每个成熟人都要为她的愚蠢买单。估计跑步的时候脑子里在想戈达尔。
印象最深刻是那本被弄丢的杜拉斯的书，初版，带有勾划、笔记和指甲印。
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