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.
这电影最后变成了政治家们的仇斗就略low了。普通人=工具，码的，他们不仅要利用我们，还得拍成电影来羞辱我们普通人。
爱情在哪？神话在哪？也就只有索菲亚罗兰扣题了（这是诽谤）。。。
反方律师和法官也有点弱，一个就在那听着，等人家说半天说完了才反对，一个是直接说秃噜了嘴，让人抓住把柄
在《爱情神话》当中，我终于看到了期待已久的成熟爱情。近些年来，国内大银幕上的爱情片大多刻画的是青春故事，少有对成熟男女爱情的呈现。地域上，更多的影片则选择北方作为背景，但这部片子用吴侬软语的上海打底，弄堂巷尾，也确实展现出令人惊叹的生活质感。除此之外，影片中对于男女角色的新定位以及男女关系的再思考，也是格外有趣的。当男性角色和女性角色都脱离传统的刻板印象，他们之间又会碰撞出怎样的火花？大家可以走进电影院，坐到《爱情神话》的观众席，一探究竟，这的确是今年年末的一出好戏。
自从有政治，人就在说谎，没一个皇帝不说谎，没一个总统不说谎。在这既短暂又永恒的风云变幻中，我们要反省自己有没有作为其中的一份子，促成了这个风云变幻。电影鼓励有独立意识的人去积极行动，而不是消极等待。在这场游戏中，我们无法取胜，但某些失败强似别的失败，仅此而已。
我看不下去了 政治的东西 我还是理解不了 可能还要看看评论再决定要不要认真看下去
李小姐的那一夜不过是断了高跟的名牌鞋，格洛瑞亚的那一夜只能是需要收款的画作，蓓蓓的那一夜或许是鲫鱼汤多加的调料。她们围坐在一起，听老乌讲起他的那一夜，原来爱情可以是男人一生的海啸，倾覆一座城的波涛。已经活到了不会为一张素描而心动的年纪，爱情终究属于神话，不如护手霜和点心值得回味。
不得不承认，光看前半部我还以为是个印度版V for Vendetta，中间12 Angry Men。过分青春热血卫道，老衲我差点直接掐了。幸好叙诡反转还是挺有趣的，坑也都填上了。总结一下这就是个只看脸和出生的国家，额，噢那其实咱们差不多。不过总是莫名其妙的唱歌抒情真是打断节奏(这是正剧啊，有必要搞Bollywood那一套么）。说实话拍摄制作方面真不怎么样，5星全是给剧本的
电影本身而言，说的太多，但内容雷同，靠旁白延伸前情后事，7分足矣。看看当下，政治那些肮脏事，一些狂妄的人，不能提问，不能质疑，醉生梦死奶头乐，借用情感，假以正义，说到底，这是个荒唐的世界。永远敬佩那些目标坚定勇敢捍卫的真正的勇士。
4.群众是善良的，但群众又是无知的，他们往往很简单，缺乏逻辑性，容易被情绪煽动。
三个小时的电影十足漫长，随时来的歌舞声也不非常下头，也没什么高超手法，部分情节有点过于小学生，虽然…但是…友邻评论的人们共情的共的都是电影之外的东西特别贴切。
4.群众是善良的，但群众又是无知的，他们往往很简单，缺乏逻辑性，容易被情绪煽动。
这部电影没有传说中的那么优秀，大家给它打高分，都是因为人家敢拍。五星好评背后，是默默咽下的苦涩与不甘。
最后烘托气氛有点三而竭的感觉，扣分。
讽刺隔壁翻拍电影，调侃导演北电毕业卖电子烟，让徐峥代表中国男导演向女人道歉，更重要的是，让他在十几年后再续《爱情呼叫转移》，却已经改造成彻底当下的——不仅让女性意识大抬头，更有意让男女处境互换。可能真是国产片离伍迪·艾伦最近的一次，台词写得几灵光，你来我往全是机锋和化解，沪语和取景则大方强调地域性。老克勒周野芒老师不拿个最佳男配角真说不过去了呀，那个推拉长镜全靠他的独白撑起，人物弧光拉满，亦真亦假点了片名的题。最后投影放费里尼，不迷影也不自我感动，电影看不懂，爱情也摸不透。美中不足是插曲有点满，长片首作用力稍猛，再自信点可以砍掉一半。
这密集的反转让人闻到了商业电影金钱的味道...
总体还是挺不错的，后半段还挺紧张的，但是前面真的剧情节奏有些慢。
一开始以为是个社会电影，后来以为是女性电影，再后来发现是政治电影，最后知道是复仇电影。导演手法娴熟，没有歌舞但有慢动作mv。反转的有点累，不是很喜欢。
PS.印度社会矛盾真的到了这种程度了么？如果在如此大的矛盾环境下，这样的电影能拍出来并上映，那印度政府的包容性真的值得点赞。
更因为那段罗马往事的长篇独白，
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