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.
穿上新的小白鞋，去留下我新的人生故事！
画面好看 导演适合拍MV 人设都太stereotype 没啥新鲜的东西
戳爷：你他妈把我搞的像泰勒·斯威夫特一样！
湿漉漉的性感
大型mv现场，琉璃质感的眼睛，帅啊，他的演技在这种青春片够用的。片尾还有几张以前我最爱的油管时期的照片。
蛮好看的诶 自然的感觉 虽然结尾有点点遗憾哈哈不过这也是真实生活的感觉吧！
最后告诉你友情才是真的，男人都是假的，看这类的电影就会很治愈啊，男主需要爱的治愈，我需要男主治愈，最最让我纠结的就是他们上床为什么不拖鞋啊，疯了！
not a movie(from MTV of course), yet has all the cliche｜2725
看完电影我想：
等待并不意味着等待。干嘛执着于一个人呢，爱情不可靠，朋友才是真爱！
“What? This is fucking awesome.”
感觉少年情绪表现得挺好的，我也常常会有被抛弃的感觉，也常常烦躁，偶尔哭泣。
“好想过夏天”“我也开始期待了”昨晚与朋友的聊天
贩卖达达主义的大卫雕塑、蒸汽波与咸味爆米花的夏日游园会
青春，真是既美好又残忍的阶段，能不能学会爱，能不能接受被爱，皆在此一举
可爱 感性 喜欢音乐和能说出1962年后所有奥斯卡最佳女主的男人 这不就是戳爷本戳 还有你床头那盏lava lamp 我就当你在致敬金刚狼了是不是是不是一定是的
印度小哥挺帅的 戳爷感觉逐渐甜茶话 fu*k you cause make me like tayor swift 笑死我了
夏天会过去。 戳爷的瞳孔颜色太好看了
戳爷扮演的凯莱布是南佛罗里达的一名高三学生，在他即将开始人生的新篇章时遇到了HIV感染的风险，与此同时，他也经历了一场新的爱情之旅。
2X speed finish. We hurt those who love us & love those who hurt us
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