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.
以为髪国Frances Ha会是Adele Haenel来着，Anais也惊喜的，有意思的是席安玛短片里她全程(:з」∠)_，这一开始小跑步子和sparkling notes完美配合reminds me of Elina on stage♥♥手表提醒我呼吸的时候记住I'm here咋说😂配乐有一处呼应，留心的话会快一步知道结尾走向。writer/director也是more is more高手，把人物关系套了两部歌剧太厉害了（只看出来一点点玫瑰骑士((ONP合同赶紧递过来
“等待往往和等待之物一样美好”新年第一部姬片，最后电梯之吻是把一切都推倒了吗？
但本片并非纯粹的法式爱情小品。喜剧电影头上要是没有一副棺材板压着，总是轻浮的。母亲的死亡被几经后置，将后半程打上了深邃而厚重的底色，Anias独自在夜晚的海边，留下思考死亡的语气，而同样留在海边爱意流淌的对视与亲吻，似乎成了一种解药，赋予生的勇气。
但本片并非纯粹的法式爱情小品。喜剧电影头上要是没有一副棺材板压着，总是轻浮的。母亲的死亡被几经后置，将后半程打上了深邃而厚重的底色，Anias独自在夜晚的海边，留下思考死亡的语气，而同样留在海边爱意流淌的对视与亲吻，似乎成了一种解药，赋予生的勇气。
也常常不是一个人
一部柔软湿润胆大又羞涩的典型法国情爱故事。总有一个声音在耳边低语：明天你可能就挂了，好好他妈的专注当下吧！
passion makes love a mystery and is the home to compulsive choice. Anaîs lives for her passion, desire and lives beyond the life. Though she seems a bit unrealistic and dominated by strong feelings, but maybe she will be oriented after finding love as someone does?
说着世界就是地狱，却又灿烂勇敢地驾驭了所有的渴望。 “c'est la vie ” “我不同意”
阿娜伊斯是夏日，用奔跑来缓解不安，用情欲稀释虚无。“你爱的只是illusion”
理想主义十足的经典法式浪漫电影，随着时间不断推倒过去建立的关系，不断发掘下一秒的自我意识，实现了真正意义上的潇洒自如。可惜主角形象塑造得单薄片面，主角的家庭环境和社会阅历毫无关联影响，处理两性关系的方式也很模式化，尤其是追寻作家的过程很莫名其妙的“顺理成章”，一切都像是为了表现“自由自在”的工具人，导演可以处理得更加自然细腻一点儿～
有时候觉得Anaïs好抓狂，有时候觉得爱本该是这样。
i miss you
好戏从60分钟开始。
肯定是无法避免跟《世界上最糟糕的人》做对比的，但是个人观感好很多；可能穿着小碎花裙狂奔的法国人还是更可爱一些，而后来发现她爱上的人更有魅力、更知性，还带着羞涩又沉稳的笑，蓝蓝的眼睛+“说吧 来吧 我在这里了”，衬托下片子中的男性都弱爆了；anais永远是一抹红色做事也风风火火，女作家则是像一抹安静深邃的蓝色，静静告诉她需要打破自我，把自己的力气完成更大的事，爱欲并不是一切，现在看来我是同意的...但是同样anais跳上自己害怕的空间用勇气表达自己的爱，迈出那一步也是非常美妙的，不论结局如何，非常惊喜及欣慰能在大银幕看到的片子♪谢谢法文
是我非常喜欢的风格，风景很美
这样愣头青 一切一团糟 只顾自己的横冲直撞的女主在生活中还是电影中我果然都一点都不喜欢
Gosh，全程嘴角上扬疯狂心动，"我不同意"，什么tmd叫浪漫，这tmd才叫浪漫！
真的是只有法国人才能拍出来的电影，轻盈、活泼、可爱。女主角Anais让我想起卡丽娜在戈达尔影片中蹦蹦跳跳的旧日时光，但又以一股鲜活的当下性，生动演绎巴黎女子图鉴。本来想给三颗星，but the sexual part gave me arousal so I decide to add one more. Guess I’m going to have mommy issue…😍
觉得自己和女主做事和心态有点像 只是没有那么戏剧化 甚至在同样的年龄还有着同样的问题 同样的困惑 同样的喜好 （红裙子绝美）哈哈哈（什么时候我也能从老男人这所学校毕业？）作家加入后渐入佳境 散发着女性之美的光辉 画面和配乐都很美 仿佛更适合做成默片的感觉 我厌倦了人们费尽心思为心动找理由和在现实世界中徘徊的对话 不知道哪一天就是最后一天的我们 为什么不能更大胆的索取和给予？床戏大概是我最近看过最张力十足的 不仅有温柔 体贴 还充满了占有欲 侵略性 （甚至和基片一样要游泳哈哈哈）
前一大半不知道是演员还是导演用力过度的表现，产生了厌烦情绪，主要是三观上的，一旦厌烦就会给整个电影蒙上一层灰色滤镜，白白浪费了摄影师拍摄的非常漂亮的画面，最后一场分手好戏才又将电影拉回来，其实开头的表现是有点小小失控的，总体而言还不错，一部略带失控的电影，但结局很赞！
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