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.
这个画风真的接受无能，人物和场景都做的好糙，剧情也都知道了，唯一的优点就是填了一些坑。
算是一个填坑的剧场版，就是画风有点变了不太适应。
太好哭了，很喜欢里面的小故事，就是更新太慢了
这个2就有点…………虽然确实是把事情讲更清楚了
一镜到底，沉浸式感受餐厅主厨在一晚上的各种来自生活和工作的压力，故事性比较弱。
哎……
2）并且这一个小时就讲了一件事儿，那就是交代了涂山红红与东方月初大战的缘由。会不会太单薄了啊。
《我们终于知道了那年op背后的完整故事》
哎……
动画制作大不如之前的，内容之前的动画都讲的差不多，这部还省略的细节。打低分完全是因为画面制作很差。
(感觉画面一点都不精致🙈)
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作画有点奇怪，单指人物的脸比动画丑了。剧情节奏偏快，以及剧情铺垫不够，很单薄，不能太体现那种命运的悲剧感与无力感，作为补剧情可看，但是作为一部电影，远远不够。
整部比较完整的诠释了忙得不可开交的后厨-表面充满热情洋溢的前台-挑剔的客人之间的社会常态。
知道是番外，知道换团队了，但是故事还是讲崩了，很难想象看完月红的故事竟然没有一点感动
压力，对于每一个中年人来说都是无形的杀手；压力+一镜到底，更是让人窒息。
不知道为啥要改模型，有些丑了，画质稍微糊了些，倒是不影响观看体验，3+1星，没有惊喜，但是看的津津有味，解释了月红二人当初为啥决战，最后看的也是，难以自己，还是可以的，如果后续出类似的，还希望能多用用心，小红娘这么好的ip，实在是不想出现瑕疵，加油！！！一直爱小红娘
一場棒球賽正在上演, 戰況一面倒, 屬於Incruz棒球隊的雅樹看著落敗的己方目光呆滯, 球隊是勝是負無關重要, 其冷淡直教上陣搏殺的隊友不是滋味。他在正式出賽的時候做替補, 他三次擊中空氣, 連累球隊敗局, 隊員對他完全失望, 雅樹是球隊的最後選擇。雅樹正職是加油站店務員, 工作散漫, 黑幫頭子金井叫他抹轎車, 不肯, 金井作勢打他, 雅樹還手, 頭子大喊手的骨折了。
三分都是月红党的情怀😮💨这个动画太一言难尽了
哎……
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