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.
虽然知道是真事改编的，但是有可能是因为真事改编的吧，张力有点不太够，单整个电影的氛围感很好，男二在审讯室的眼神很吸引人。
都说好的喜剧剥开了是悲剧，那历史片何尝不是满屏情欲，好的恐怖片何尝不是恶之花烂漫洋溢着文艺
同志题材也能拍出很不错的电影，悬疑气氛做的非常到位，故事也很有情节，都是历史的污点，只能说现在社会包容度高了，在那个年代真不知道怎么活～
网飞制作，这个题材如果就那么单单说极权政治对同志的压迫就太枯燥了，加上这么一个直变弯的同志爱情故事要好很多，但又会觉得不真实，偏偏是警察局长的儿子被掰弯了。。。
“我不会丢下你的”“我回去找你的”他欺骗了所有人，但没有欺骗自己
我怕是我上辈子没烧够香，才沦落到看这种电影。
监狱相遇那段，Arek眼里烁着的那份诧异与失望，对眼前人的怀疑、信任与期待，谁能不被共情！Arek和《孽子》里的小玉是一样的人。
都说好的喜剧剥开了是悲剧，那历史片何尝不是满屏情欲，好的恐怖片何尝不是恶之花烂漫洋溢着文艺
多加一星给lgbtq群体，剧情薄弱，爱情线太少，但好喜欢卷毛大眼萌帅哥！
背景挺黑暗的，警察不好好执法，高层迫害同性恋，受的小卷毛和攻的小胡子都好可爱，结局不太懂，总感觉是be
“人不能什么都怕。尤其是害怕自由。”光影，构图，真的太美了。那个吻与那场对峙。那双眼睛。
哪里有压迫，哪里就有反抗
快进都看不下去，劳米近
办案就一定要水落石出
在审问中，他面对爱人的夺眶而出的泪水，想必恨死了自己……
人不能对一切感到恐惧…尤其是为了自由！！！又是一个虐待片……看哭了😔😔😔😞😞😞🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
Beautiful. 很动情的一部分 作为男性第一次orgasm/作为小女孩长大 和一个一起长大的爱他的男孩子结婚 做爱的时候爪子都忍不住伸出来了 独白是 爱他里面 爱他里面的小男孩 every of me thirst for every of him 太美了
Hubert Milkowski太诱人了！
电影以很尊重历史事实的情况下，很深刻描绘了东欧社会主义末期的时代特征！还有很好描述了最真诚和内心最真实的一面！👍
在我的观感里面，电影算是好看的。悬疑部分不烧脑，感情线略短但也算是递进式，男二选了个帅哥倒也合理解释了男主掰弯的前提，毕竟谁不喜欢好看的脸蛋呢。
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