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.
观感在怪诞与感伤之间来回横跳，不断惊叹于在一个本来就不新鲜的概念上开发出的卓越想象力与叙事诡计，虽然后段人物转变的历程并不如前段不断埋设的伏笔揭发让人啧啧称奇，但结尾基于“多重宇宙”核心概念的平行蒙太奇释放的情感泄洪又能让人完全忘却前面转折的刻意，在主题方面看似是母女之间的和解，但要点则放在有关于人生意义的拷问，即在人生的虚无与世界的无意义之间—我该如何存在。
显然电影提出了这两个问题，受限于人类思想，无奈只能用“爱”这个“标准答案”来回答，过于讨巧，是最明显的缺憾。都多重宇宙了脑洞能不能再大一点，别再搞东亚家庭为爱融化用爱救赎了。
强迫自己看到2/3后终于还是选择放弃，否则不是进入梦乡就是反胃呕吐。这部被各媒体疯狂推崇中国影迷年庆般期待的片子竟没有半点在我的兴奋点上。和两位导演之前的《瑞士军刀男》一样，从一开始就如同一口老白干搭配一口冷汉堡或是一碗牛肉面混进一份冰拿铁，挺独创的挺脑洞开的挺天马行空的但是完全不是我喜欢的味。所有演职人员均非中国籍拍出来的中国元素就是一个个纸老虎而已，充斥着西方的假大空和恶俗味。总归一句话，咱的审美造诣确实不够get这种牛掰片。
I always dressed for success
前半小时多惊艳，后面就有多拉。主线其实蛮无聊的，感觉这部电影努力地想把自己拔到“虚无主义”的哲学高度，实际上又没有立足点，因此呈现出的只有空洞和混乱。反而是细节上的创造力和丰满度远远高于主线，浣熊师父和抱着狗狗的光头保安好泪目~杨紫琼好有气质，幸好成龙拒演了
电影拍的眼花缭乱，还不就是老掉牙的美式合家欢。台词太多显得苍白，炫技式剪辑不知所云，故事撑不起野心，感情渲染太突兀，表现过度最后就是虎头蛇尾，一部合格的快餐电影，看到一半就甚是疲惫。
有很多的地方就是一样的花活重复利用，将反高潮的节拍一直打到听觉视觉双重疲劳。更多的，我看到的是一个无法更加疯狂的保守故事。有多大的天马行空，就得用多大的力气拉回地面。（The Cinema in the Arches）
还是更喜欢“妈的多重宇宙”这个译名。在我看来，影片的风格是朋克儒家。主题是虚无主义和存在主义的对决。/搭配麦卡伦12年，之前享受每一秒，东亚家庭教育的点用劲儿上来，还是挺让人解嗨的。内容懂，但有点过于用力了。/看了几个直男影评人的言论，引起了我深深的思考：为什么这个世界上还有直女？？/《瑞士军刀男》证明了，两位丹尼尔真的很会用大明星。/movie connection: 2001太空漫游。
很久没有在一部新片上体会到这么大的快乐，每年的年份刻度一直在变，但好像对于电影的创造力要十年才会挪动一寸，而这部电影存在的意义就像片中实现宇宙跳跃的所有超现实动作一样，创意的魅力是强大的，尤其是在今天被漫威电影垄断了对于超能力乃至超级英雄的变体、以及多元宇宙这些关键词的阐释话语权之后，它仍然莽撞地、别开生面地要冲出一番景象。
说正经的。
脑洞很大，内核很传统，但不妨碍被平行宇宙里不变的爱戳中。
杨紫琼在里面的表演，属于“我知道她是演员，但我总感觉她不是在演”那种，非常好。
看的时候狂轰滥炸，回想起来趣味无穷。例如设定：彻头彻尾的失败，才能诞生出多个成功的平行宇宙，她的潜能仍旧有被借用的机会，多么振奋的后现代叙事疗法。例如人物：中年妇女的碎片生活，青少年的虚无主义，男人的心软战斗法则，审计员缺爱才尖刻。例如关系：母亲的控制让女儿虚无，女儿的世界渴望被倾听，同性只是冲突的爆发点之一，背后是情感交流的阻隔。例如美式食物细节：过量的芝士，桌板下的口香糖，空虚的甜甜圈。我的“中产阶级”审美不断被挑战，直到石头安静的哲学对话抚平我的烦躁。结尾这么多线索居然也能收拾完好，惊为天人！这才是#the worst person in the world
因为满脑子都是瑞克和莫蒂，对本片就没那么惊喜。
瑞士军刀男我就很喜欢。我喜欢一切想象力，和创造想象力的作品。
当我失神没听见你说话时，我可能在另一个平行宇宙里处理重要的事。如果站在宇宙的高度，自然是Nothing matters。但我们只是宇宙中卑微的尘埃，所以必定还能找到自己的所爱。母女关系只是主题的一小部分，反倒没讲得这么简单透彻，可能这就是原生家庭爱恨交织说不清道不明吧。至于母女不睦会导致宇宙毁灭的逻辑，就不要深究了。
132分钟穿梭无数个多元宇宙（or平行宇宙）寻找解决中年夫妻问题，父女问题，母女问题以及和自己的问题。问题都是老问题，但天马行空无厘头最后还能串成一个cycle，我拍手叫绝！最后我要说，杨紫琼才是真的文武双全，打戏看得太舒服了。
第一次去税务局时杨紫琼船长就在怀疑瘦版成龙可能要把事情搞糟，然后第二次洗衣店爆发后也在这么想，结果并没有。女儿该怎么样还是怎么样，必须let her go才能成就对方。
脑洞不可思议；就算我们只是石头，就算被挂在树上，我也要在你身边
大概因为早年我看过太多以爱为落点的鬼扯科幻，那时候是非常喜欢的，以为能找回当年感觉，可惜并没有。一个是剪太快，我现在感官着实跟不上，体会不到这方面的乐趣，没体验到“飞”，再一个就是情感太重了，我更偏爱那种举重若轻的处理。无法确定，这个片如果放在十年前被我看到，会不会喜欢呢？
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