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.
我寻思不是有个爱德华八世吗？
我不知道现实中的戴安娜是怎样的，但这种表现在银幕上只剩下做作，每场戏都想方设法把“演”这个字写在脸上，刻意呈现出“丰富”的情绪和面部表情，仿佛生怕观众看不出表演的成分，就好像红毯直播时哪位十八线演员疯狂凑在镜头面前告诉观众自己是一位大明星。自始至终，它从未真正带观众走进人物的内心，无法让人去理解和体会她的心绪。
女孩长大后嫁给了王子，可王子不仅出轨，还秃顶。电影中Diana身上那种破碎感让我着迷。当Maggie说”I’m in love with you”的时候，我在想，who doesn’t.
这片子没有任何打动我的地方。演技糟糕令人迷惑
斯宾塞之外，感受理解到更多的反倒是KS自己从内而发的情绪。
小k好美，配乐、镜头、色调我都好喜欢，甚至还有一点韦斯安德森的感觉。
3.5/5
撷取了戴安娜王妃生活的一个小片段，用低沉压抑的配乐、无时无刻的怼脸跟拍特写来展现令人窒息的王室生活，让观众也有了感同身受的体验，用超现实的惊悚幻觉段落来展现戴安娜内心压抑痛苦的情绪是一大亮点，包括和安妮·博林的互文。小k的表演痕迹过于明显，口音有一种不自然的做作。
剧本稀烂，矫情死我算了
凑，就硬凑，太巧。两个男主重新找回自我的故事，有些台词有戳中笑点。
恐怖，昏黄柔和的滤镜、怪异诡谲的古典乐 全在为这只笼中雉鸡的表演做嫁衣。
戴安娜这三个字俨然已成了一个痴心错付的悲剧象征 一个想挣脱王室桎梏的文化符号 一个绽放短短半生就凋零的红颜薄命寓言 每年都被世人不厌其烦地解读消费 神话意淫 欣赏完两小时Pablo Larraín用大量面部表情特写助推好莱坞大明星拿小金人(Round 2) 记住的是随手一截就可做桌面的构图 是Kristen Stewart建模般的侧颜和尽全力展现的压抑崩溃脆弱感 是揪着人情绪走的配乐 是用上千小时缝制的香奈儿华服 甚至是宛如同人小说的安妮博林跨时空联动 & 能脑补下秒就吻在一起的同性告白场面 但对这个二十多年前还在世上鲜活存在的女人 不敢说多懂了分毫
2021.12.*宅男高材生和离职创业邻居的化敌为友，看着很不专业的感觉
实打实的心理惊悚片，戴妃行走在刀尖上的压抑和皇室“贵腐”尽收于眼底，故事承转却总带着刻意为之的虚化，于是极端视听和拉雷恩拿手的微相学再次成了让历史“复活”的召唤术。从表现手法来看，童年的幽灵已封锁在旧宅内，结尾出逃终不过是幻梦，于是真正发生在片中的仅有一种时态：被过度修饰的当下。试回想Jackie如翻页般穿梭于不同场景的身份，就不难觉出这里的“展演”和符号成分是如何妨碍了对角色深度的挖掘。
一个向往自由的灵魂，在嫁入皇室的那一刻，悲剧的宿命便已注定。
硕大珍珠项链，却令人窒息，崩溃不已
1. 起初没看出来是KS；
与其说是传记电影，不如说是彻底的心理电影，完全是戴安娜的独角戏，所有的环境、人物、镜头和音乐都在渲染着规行矩步的“深宫大院”带给戴安娜的压抑。禁锢和自由的主题取巧但却流于表面，无论是扯断的项链还是奔向KFC都很理想化和符号话。而且大部分时间里，戴安娜展现出来的是她神经质，而非人物的复杂性，对于她何以至此的真实境况还不如她十分钟采访来得让人共情。不过小k还是很用心，很多时候能带来神似的惊喜。很喜欢影片的色调，像是记忆该有的颜色，正如戴安娜眼中，这个过去和现在混淆不清且了无生趣的权力世界。
其实我挺喜欢这种库布里克画风的，空旷而华丽的宫殿，戴妃漂亮的一切配合鬼魅丛生的配乐，诡异而美丽，所以开场看得挺爽，接着这似乎没完没了了，大概因为戴妃的事大家太清楚，于是电影只有情绪，她烦啊烦得让作为观众的我也开始烦了，是看腻的，不知道这对于一部电影来说到底是成功还是失败。小K还是做作了，不过人家很努力，也真的很美，影后就真的算了，同志还须努力。
finally, an oasis in a wasteland.
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