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.
5.17 這麼敷衍走流程的反派塑造和无聊的主角个性。但少爺还是这么好看555
两星半，电影评分还不如金基德同名情色电影，漫威你说说你商业片沦落至此。Jared Leto的眼睛好美。毒液：人在家中坐，怎么杀人吸血的锅从天上来，老子明明只吃🧠！博士先生是不是在soho区惊魂夜演流里流气坏痞子演上瘾了……
话说，正反派打斗时那种“幻影”的感觉不错。
疯掉了，整个剧本怎么这么烂啊，莱托少爷你也炒房失败了吗？！@@
中规中矩 本来抱着低预期看的 结果觉得也就是普通的样子 打发时间可看
吸血侠。似乎漫威自复联4后推出的几个人物越来越水，感觉都是拿着同一个剧本，换身行头加些特效就来圈钱了。两星半
我觉得还行！可能压根没期待剧情，所以老套及傻都能接受，有几眼能看的打斗就非常开心！
为了meme看了这部有史以来最伟大的《莫比亚斯》电影，可以明确的说，除了片头字幕以外，剩下的东西都在“乏善可陈”和“垃圾”之间滑动。
这拍的是个什么玩意儿？“蝠王降临夜访吸血鬼”？索尼能不能别掺和了，踏踏实实全给回漫威拍好不好？
烂归烂，某些打斗场面还阔以。彩蛋感觉博士被骗了啊哈哈
在超英题材动辄特效轰炸两三个小时的当下，100分钟的片长应该说是非常友好了，但我还是看困了，原因不在于视觉疲劳，而是剧情实在无趣：首先是毫无悬念，谁忠谁反都写在脸上了，其次是俩男一女三个主角的心路成长，有时生硬到难以自洽，有时是毫无铺垫的跨越式发展，总之毫无章法，最后是关于诺贝尔奖、阿富汗救人等这些边角料桥段，非常恶心。总之，又是个为了凑所谓的宇宙而强行推出的超长预告片。
太可笑了，草率粗暴尤其是老套。
Marvel Studio usually means marvelous sences— but this movie, thrilling ones.
故事老套也就算了，但我真的很久没有看过这么暗的画面了，暗成一坨黑，为了省特别特效预算真是丧心病狂。
平平无奇，蜘蛛侠番外反派宇宙根本没点整体的考虑，这样亦正亦邪的角色同质化严重，定位混乱，突变版吸血鬼，我倒是希望真的吸血鬼始祖来搅个局，感觉没法自圆其说了。
而大反派的僵尸脸好评，其实有点小丑。
Worst batman movie ever.
Jorge Daniel Espinosa。傑瑞德雷托。索尼日常，前漫威的漫威電影。責任感爆棚、不能忍受心上人被攻擊，『有毒的男子氣概』真的有毒。麥特史密斯蠻可愛的，球鞋，其實我蠻喜歡這兩個人的變臉特效，雷托的紫色視覺形象也蠻可愛。片尾畫面匪夷所思，『漫威毒害』。
兄弟无缘无故就反目，比塑料姐妹花还塑料。压根就不像一部超英片，无论是剧情还是特效都更像一部廉价R级传统吸血鬼片，当真无趣的很…
看完想打一星，但好歹是漫威的片，觉得一星太低了，于是再看了一遍，决定打一星。
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