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.
不好意思啊，就不是拍给爆米花爽文观众看的，当邪典遇上莎士比亚，正视愚昧与不适，你需要这样的观影体验。
you would be my new king, Amleth”
摄影还是贾琳·布拉什克，这次虽是彩色片，但里面除了日间的外景，大部分场景都拍出黑白质感，调子基本和《灯塔》一样是黑白的。无论是夜晚的阴郁、室内橘色火光的映衬，都用单色处理，加深了戏剧的氛围和感受的力量。类似这种印象深的还有1950年代的《白鲸记》和《花都艳舞》的芭蕾部分。
难道西方最大的宫斗就是《王子复仇记》了吗，套路故事都算不上，也就几处画面还算具有艺术感和诗意。比《斯巴达300勇士》的油画质感差的不是一星半点，比40年前施瓦辛格的《野蛮人柯南》的肌肉也是天差地别。4
难道西方最大的宫斗就是《王子复仇记》了吗，套路故事都算不上，也就几处画面还算具有艺术感和诗意。比《斯巴达300勇士》的油画质感差的不是一星半点，比40年前施瓦辛格的《野蛮人柯南》的肌肉也是天差地别。4
打戏完全不行，文戏我寻思北欧人也不兴跟英国人似的文绉绉的啊。同样是北欧的复仇故事我还不如回去看《冰海战记》，虽然后者毒点也不少。
其实评分真的不至于这么低，至少在我心里能达到7分以上。虽然剧情老套，简直就是翻版的《哈姆雷特》和《麦克白》的综合体，但是开着电脑关着灯戴着耳机开着杜比看完全片也是真的很爽。视效和音乐都足够优秀以至于把整个故事都太过于弱化…
6/10 王子复仇记的故事被拍过无数次，但长镜头的调度百看不厌。疼痛感十足（某一程度上成为A24的企业文化）。近几年几乎有一种史诗电影的回潮，历史似乎重现上一世纪的电影&电视之争，是否也是新媒体时代、后疫情时代影院对抗其他影像媒介的方式呢？
最新的一些艺术电影都像是一场行为艺术，戛纳成为了这个美术馆。
有些失望，最期待的生命政治的故事线，顶多算冒了个泡。整个故事浸没在晦涩艰深的低语中，以一个艺术家的先锋尝试，去找寻new sex。艺术的先锋，社会语境的割裂，器官的崇高感使得电影脱离了body horror的经典表达。他似乎走到了《钛》之后的那部，已经试图在政治 神秘的窄缝里，但就如莫滕森死神一般的装束里柯南伯格依然是悲观的，这条后人类的新路，有了声响却再度落入概念的窠臼
三星儿半吧，摄影占了大部分。skarscard的三角肌也太夸张了。而且男主的设定是early to mid-twenties? skarscard演这个也太勉强了。人们本来都是我很喜欢的人们
大衛哥連堡對於受奇形怪狀的外部義肢（調整坐姿幫助消化的早餐椅、協助入睡的機器）長期操控而獲致的單純的感官體驗已經不感興趣，他真正想要進行的是一如片中的女藝術家Caprice所言，我們只能一而再，再而三地深入身體內部，從虛空（無組織、無意義的器官群）之中創造出意義／答案。主人公Saul Tenser於結局流下的一滴眼淚既是他終於接受身體進化的象徵，同時亦是他親自承認「混亂的」、「碎片化的」身體成為大腦以外的全新智慧生命的光輝見證：何嘗不是一種近似於宗教式狂喜的超驗性瞬間（新技術、新身體／器官、新藝術三位一體），神似德萊葉鏡頭下的貞德受難。
演员里面估计也就一老一少，两个女演员（妮可·基德曼、安雅·泰勒-乔伊）还能让人印象深刻一点，毕竟所有的男演员，那个穿着，那个一脸脏，让人感觉，和野人的差距，也确实是不大的😏
一群农民/山贼/海盗之间的持械斗殴厮杀，口口相传成为了另一群没有历史的人祭奠IP。4/5处时，只有WTF萦绕在脑中。大腮帮子的妮可基德曼，终究还是不如花瓶娜奥米沃茨美。平庸就是平庸——果然是灯塔导演。22/05/12
说实话这种欧美古装剧看多了就觉得食之无味弃之可惜，A大的身材还是很好的，全程看肌肉
实在是很乌鱼子，不但比全部追完的电视剧版维京传奇烂（是从画面音效到情节推动到人物刻画全方位的烂，连装神弄鬼的clip都更烂），也比我看过的任何一版哈姆雷特烂，四哥和女ATJ的肉体都拯救不了的烂
战士之间的武打场面非常生猛原始，失去家园和亲人的男主在搏斗中发出阵阵嘶吼。剧情欠佳，但如果喜欢北欧神话，或者导演之前的众多作品，一定不要错过这一部，氛围max。
竟然历史还原度这么高…感觉大家都是来看他裸体打斗的，我也是。Anya的口音真大可不必。björk这个出场也太短了吧，后面Walküre我都恍惚这是谁难道是aurora，她应该出现在这个电影里啊。well最该出现在这个电影里的还是Jóhann Jóhannsson吧。Kidman角色真是…但她演疯女人真好看！一刀到位就更棒了
开头直到中间的摄影，调度等非常抓人，但随后进入了大量平庸过场般的段落，导演罗伯特艾格斯在自己擅长的神话与神秘主义氛围塑造与常规商业的类型元素之间难以权衡，直到结尾的剧情都略显套路，最终成为了这一部虽然足够与众不同，又难以在人们心中留下长久印象的《北欧人》
整部电影有着和《女巫》截然不同的气质，不再是神秘丛林的阴气重重，取而代之的是极端化的兽性和男性气质，冰岛的辽阔草原和电闪雷鸣为电影提供了最为天然的绝佳舞台，极具地方性色彩且同样低沉嘶吼的配乐带来了更高层次的视听盛宴，油然而生的史诗感和宏大场面让略显单调的故事情节也沉浸感十足
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