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.
摄影 动作 都还不错 画面是有质感的 动作写实 刀刀到肉 良心电影
比爆米花电影还劣一点。制作中规中矩，剧本说不出什么好来。无厘头又不够，全在突出韩式古装的无素质嗓门。可能在韩国本土会分高一点吧。
只能说近几年韩国的商业片越来越多。李演员的演技还是可以的，但还是希望他可以演一些严肃的角色，更能凸显演技。
太差，和第一部差好多。尽管韩孝周也挺好看，但和孙艺珍还是差一点
演员功夫演技比较自然真实的，场景及演员化妆也很接地气，今年来难得遇到的好武侠片
剧情虽然略显平淡，但是武打实在是非常真实，这段时间算是最好的武侠电影了
李光洙是在电影圈演rm嘛
全片就是＃这是在干什么 剪辑和剧情 都离谱
时隔8年的续作 早就忘记之前的剧情了，但是也不耽误观看 这就是一出热闹戏，5分不能再多了 不及格的最主要原因还是韩国人缺少好的武指
纯喜剧片，竟然也没觉得无聊，一口气看下来了
远不如前作好看，人物都不讨喜，男主贱欠，女主浮夸，boss很捞，整体观感尬，不嗨，场面升级也没用，导演明明是有水平的，感觉是编剧的锅，加勒比海盗2-3+完美风暴
近年很不错的武侠电影，值得一看，没有那么多废话、解密，江湖也是生活的一部分，而生活本来就没那么多所谓深层次秘密，很多不快、仇恨也在不经意间就解决（消失）了。
三月第一部竟然是纯商业爆米花电影，整个观影过程特别放送！感觉也没那么烂啊！这么热闹，放在贺岁档啥的，票房应该不会太差
影片与前作一样，依然是致敬《加勒比海盗》的闹腾爆米花；特效上去了，叙事更扑街，逻辑扑到外太空，动作戏尚可；“完美风暴”的桥段“致敬”得迪士尼会否考虑征收版权费。最终跑错片场的壬无月斩红郎一记无限流奥义无双震击斩怒切BOSS完美落幕。
愿意为了孝周姐姐放弃观影的标准哈哈哈。故事最后剑客被孝周姐姐拥吻，水手们说我要黄金有何用。对啊，还有比和孝周姐姐一起冒险更珍贵的宝藏吗！
虽然是一部网络电影，但是里面的摄影、服装、道具、外景、配乐都是我喜欢的调调，特别是武术指导，动作戏绝对牛逼，让人眼前一亮；旁白出现的时候，配着大漠黄沙的画面，有点乱入《东邪西毒》的感觉；男主角脸嘴眉宇之间颇有点张震的味道。
刚看了30分钟 已经出现东邪西毒 绣春刀 梁家辉版水浒传 这编剧 也是醉了
虽然故事比较老套没什么新意，剧情基本都能猜到，但是这是近年来不可多得的能够看下去的国产电影，至少它真的是一部电影而不是那些打着电影名号的不知所谓的恶心玩意。
强调娱乐性的成熟电影工业产品，但是没什么创新，几个人物的感情来的就像龙卷风，剧情转折也像过山车，缺乏铺垫。两个小时的片长基本就是打闹笑。但是由于特点抓得很准，也能看个热闹。
韩孝周好看，李光洙搞笑哈哈哈。寻宝，最后拿到了金子。
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