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.
「空心月球阴谋论」大杂烩啊……我能理解这电影为什么在海外卖的不好了，因为核心创意真的已经太老套了……灾难片的核心元素，一是令人恐惧的灾难场景，二是令人揪心的亲情，二者结合才能产生灾难片的化学反应——人们喜欢看灾难片是因为它要在真的恐惧和游乐场的惊吓之间找到平衡。但「空心月球阴谋论」就让观众失去了恐惧的理由——因为它真的太扯了……
听我说谢谢你，战狼三不是你拍我真的不会看！
最初以为是灾难片 想着罗兰对灾难片真是情有独钟啊 结果看着看着变科幻了 而且还是那种脱离现实基础的空想科幻 放十来年前还行 怪就怪诺兰的星际穿越太硬核了 导致后来科幻片不硬科幻都不好意思说自己是客户 而软科幻作品则尽可能让自己跟硬科幻作品撇清关系 结果这种不硬不软的作品看着真的尴尬
救护车真这么开，警察早死在里面了…这次卖拷贝是翻拍，所以故事至少是说清楚了，但剧情依然诸多槽点和漏洞...唯一惊喜的就是无人机航拍的几个镜头真是6得飞起！
还不如拍电影里的人工智能战争，地球如何缘起的那个科幻故事……没必要非做成一个这样的“灾难片”。
依旧是罗兰·艾默里奇的灾难风格，人类造物主那里有点扯，灾难场面很刺激，很久没看到过这么经典设定的灾难片了
爆炸贝也不怎么炸了
离最大的谱，扯最大的蛋òᆺó好在特效还算好看……看完后忍不住吐槽，米国人的格局属实是太小了，拯救地球这么重要的事怎么能在个别人手上下赌注呢，得依靠全球命运共同体呀！
标准的00年代美式动作剧情风格片，满满的LA日落美式滤镜渲染，还带有一丝英雄主义色彩。我不知道这算不算公路电影，能拍的这么有味，在这两年疫情笼罩的全球电影市场下，能在大银幕上看得这么有味，票价值了。
看到一群傻屌抢完银行连出门都要走错路，劫匪被被自己司机轧残，我就看不下去了
一般。真能磨，两个半小时。好长，我受不了了。
埃默里奇摧残完地球地标建筑后这次触手伸到了外太空，虽然已经极力展开脑洞去拓展创意，但登月阴谋论的科幻设定没有缜密的逻辑支撑，完全就在瞎几把扯蛋。领先人类文明好几万光年的科技都无法战胜的AI你居然一个导弹过去就拯救了世界～主角永远都是家庭不完整的loser，然后通过灾难完成救赎最终家庭和解，还要配上一个特悲催的后爹以及一个同样不得志但天赋异禀的loser二号，达成失意者联盟，整一套灾难片复制粘贴的情感模版，随处还能安插上带资进组演员的尴尬表演以及广告时间，故事从来排在了末尾，单一视效输出经过多年无感情的狂轰乱炸后只剩下了审美疲劳。埃默里奇的巅峰永远停留在了水漫喜马拉雅山……
感觉有好几处镜头是在致敬《X档案》。虽然是一群外国人在演，但感觉是中国电影。
爆炸贝一贯的影像风格，只是过于炫技，镜头摇晃的有些不适。
开篇节奏很网大，好不容易进入月球之后才开始变好看，结果居然是个AI概念，简直太扯了，哪怕换成暗物质都行。Ins的概设，痴线的逻辑，还强行《童年的终结》式结尾。重点是，貌似还有下一部！不过，爆米花感还是可以的
听我说谢谢你，战狼三不是你拍我真的不会看！
听我说谢谢你，战狼三不是你拍我真的不会看！
也许是想到今年自己即将发表的第一篇论文写的是这位陪我长大的导演，也许是在众人贬斥的好莱坞制作中再次看到迈克尔·贝默默坚持的作者创作，也许本来就是故事很精彩。
荒谬绝伦。前半段基本是个老套灾难片的路数，表演敷衍、情节潦草，把《独立日2》惨败的教训抛之脑后，固执地坚持十年前的中美合拍片思路。但是如《速度与激情9》般冲出地球之后，艾默里奇开始正式放飞自我，B级片风味呼之欲出，那种民科上身的神棍感令人着迷。把阴谋论做到极致，创作力中的信念感就迸发出来了，刺穿月球的深渊，就妄图直奔《星际穿越》而去。实际上跟《不要抬头》是一体两面，两个片子恰好把这个世界上的人分成两拨：一波人相信地球绝对不会完蛋，另一波人则相信自己一定能拯救地球，其实没有人是正常人，但所有人都认为对方病得不轻。如果说商业片盛放了社会的焦虑的话，那这个时代的主旋律无疑就是发疯。
无趣灾难，扯出天际，超越科幻范畴的奇幻剧本，空壳式角色设定充满着各种临时起意和罔顾逻辑。
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