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.
3.5 平行时空的微型乌托邦，人与人之间的联结轻巧又通透，小资情调与家长里短可以和谐共生，爱情不问来由不去解释只管发生。虽始终笼罩着一种段子集锦的氛围，却凭这股在自成腔调与做作输出边界线游走的劲头儿，足以在荤腥油腻的国片环境里突出它的清淡可口。很值得牵着爱人的手一起愉悦观看~（「乳化」那段很难不爆笑）
怎么能差成这样：視角混亂、鏡頭語言一塌糊塗、音樂濫用、美學東拼西湊、各種段子和抖機靈、導演功力為0全靠演員演技支撐。
喜欢的原因在于：它对上海近乎吐槽式的刻画，跟我想吐槽上海的东西，一模一样。它太上海了（鞋匠就可以代表全体上海人），可以作为城市情景剧看，所以很开心，不用想其他。
灵的！导演很牛吖 完全看不出新手，故事起转承合，矛盾爆发，收尾点题 相当成熟工整又不失趣味性的一部电影！（诶呀原来是红佛夜奔！微博之前还关注过她 确实是有料的才女！）
强烈推荐你去电影院看这部电影
好看啊，文青最喜欢的那一卦，灵，有腔调。几个细节：
真不错呀，我看来这就是沪语中年版《独自等待》，同时还真有点的伍迪艾伦的意思。电影描摹外国人都说上海话的上海不能说写实，却是世人想象中那个精致的小资的却又有生活气的上海，有着恰到好处的黑色幽默在里面。
把“对华裔的偏见+刻板印象”神不知鬼不觉置换成“青春期的成长烦恼+母女冲突”并使之正当化。全片构建了一个略显阴森、压抑、失常的华裔母系社会：女儿是社交网络里的脑残粉+literal freak，母亲是电视新闻里的虎妈，家族长辈女性是旧社会题材小说里的七大姑八大姨。她们每个人都在drama地扮演着自己的群体，一脉相承的是有毒的母性，本质是失格的演出。仔细想了想，《魔法满屋》也是这个套路。怎么，一旦涉及到minority女性主角，如今的迪士尼皮克斯不刻意拉踩不捏造矛盾就不会讲故事了？以及，在这部片里别的ethnic group往往以被华裔迫害者or无私爱心人士的设定出现，即使是主角的神仙闺蜜们也不免曾被她的“自私和无理”所伤害。一路看下来非常不舒服。两星全给技术。
原来是文艺片，台词比电视剧还密，英语听着都比上海话好懂。非要说点上海特色，除了方言还有老外和小资。我以为是女本位群像，结果是由有钱有闲的“老实”男人来串起。如果不是徐峥主演，真的不会看。对中年人，特别是中年男人的感情生活（性生活，加前妻和老乌总共四个一夜情，都是女的主导）完全不感兴趣，没意思，有点浪费时间。爱做饭，带娃，脾气好，几套房，性能力强的文艺中年男，搭配三个强势漂亮的女人，最后合家欢喜，这文艺片假得比商业片还商业。
两个女人声讨男性话剧导演，撕破刻板设定的那场戏好灵。果然是女导演。当不把两个性格迥异的女人视为视为对立面的时候，长舒一口气，觉得被生活可能出现的剑拔弩张放过了。但这剑拔弩张又是被戏剧塑造出来的偏见。
不细究的话看着挺开心的。局促和做饭的部分最好，饭局对话略微生硬。再洋气的地儿，出现个叉着腰的保安，那就还是中国，可以多一点这样的部分。以及看完真饿啊，老白去B站做个美食博主肯定火…… 虽然上海女孩嗲，还是喜欢里头的北京大妞儿。半夜看完电影的北漂点了个烧烤，因为没有那么灵的点心可以吃😭
仿佛就是在我家门口拍的，都是我走过的路，住过的屋，看过的剧和展，反复拍摄过的春日鲜绿梧桐与疯狂落叶的香樟。
很不错，像《最完美的离婚》的中国版。最精彩的角色是马伊琍的妈妈，只露一鳞半爪，精彩尽显。
不细究的话看着挺开心的。局促和做饭的部分最好，饭局对话略微生硬。再洋气的地儿，出现个叉着腰的保安，那就还是中国，可以多一点这样的部分。以及看完真饿啊，老白去B站做个美食博主肯定火…… 虽然上海女孩嗲，还是喜欢里头的北京大妞儿。半夜看完电影的北漂点了个烧烤，因为没有那么灵的点心可以吃😭
前四分之三都挺好看的。 剧感大于电影感。 虽然我知道那个叫夜奔的咖啡店是和那家叫红拂的杂货店一起的（导演网名），但是看到一名曾经演过林冲的演员在一家叫做夜奔的店里喝咖啡的时候，那感觉还是挺好玩的。 对倪虹洁的上一个印象还是“放着我来”的无双，没想到直接开始进行离婚局了。 另外仔细想想，一男两女三主角，全是有钱有闲人，演点神话也正常。
没有跌宕起伏，但茶米油盐十足，尽显上海烟火气，还能不失修罗场。唇枪舌剑之间，抖尽有趣的机灵。咖啡馆、老房子、进口代购店、有调性的邻居、上海弄堂、单车，文艺中年，种种讲究，种种端着，自娱自乐，自成生活，大抵如斯。PS：离开影院后，默默地取消了费里尼版《爱情神话》的想看。毕竟，讲“俗”，我大概跟他们一样吧。
用音乐来强行分段，想掩盖叙事节奏的平淡，失策了。质感不错，也有笑的地方。索菲亚罗兰那段很像《甜蜜蜜》的里姑妈和威廉荷顿，但没有后者那么动情。后面两个女人突然在画展对谈的梦幻造型在影片前面朴实的基调中显得突兀，有点强行叙述主题的嫌疑。老乌在里面承担的角色功能很模糊，最后倒想把他做成人物和观众的情感落点，意义不明
有阅历的人才能编出的片子，演技在线。虽然用的是沪语，需要一些上海文化背景才能更好地理解里面的梗，但我觉得不熟悉上海文化也一样能看得懂。各种细节，微信对话里，几行字，几次修改，其中小心思让人会心一笑。不让停自行车，主人客人说之精妙。全片无尿点，幽默平实烟火气。小皮匠给老白讲其中道理前后两段都极妙（这女人你养不起和这女人可以的），参透人生。就是有两个细节有点狗血，台湾老公被绑架和看土耳其机票多少钱，难不成真以为被绑架了，真打算去救火“赎罪”。
上一次看到这么喜欢的国产电影是什么时候呢 倪虹洁走进ktv时低了低头 又撑起笑容；马伊琍在天台说 再年轻一些的时候我也吃这套；小玛雅说“我背叛了” 老白赶紧说“我乱说的 你们什么事都没有”；老乌的爱情神话 看哭了 葬礼那段很喜欢 来和去都本应是如此自然的事
太喜欢了！独属于新派的话语属性和旧时代的烟火气缔造了这些横冲直撞却又时刻携带着小心翼翼的形象。你可以不相信开口闭口都是Jimmy Choo和英文名言的街头鞋匠，但你不得不信他围绕着这些所养成的浪漫体质。生活中哪来那么多“爱情神话”，可即使承认了它的虚伪，我们还是感到欢喜。迟暮的他还能回想起过去的喷泉之夜，银幕上的相识最终用死亡来祭奠，在回忆的容器载体中，这当然是一个无比罗曼蒂克的故事，因为它是编的。
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