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.
真实事件改编 看的很过瘾 战斗场面不少 苏联解体那段看的人感慨万千 时代的更替 个人的选择 主人公从军校毕业 一路走来 最终践行了自己的誓言
这个剪辑你是认真的吗，感觉看了3部不同的电影
各种时间线，有点乱。
不愧是国中哈士奇的土耳其，在老美挑唆下还真敢对熊国下手，战斗民族的报复还是杠杠的，海陆空三位一体，不过这个高潮也太短了分分钟就完了。。。果然原谅他们是上帝的事，战斗民族只负责送他们去见上帝。话说熊国SSO也开哈佛H9？长城刷一波存在感
②“她叼都不叼我！”是哪位中文老师教的？我真的笑死了～😂拜托，既然有这么多说中文的片段，麻烦找一下配音吧。我发现韩国电影里从来就没有认真对待过中文。
这结尾确实也太夸张了，导弹都出来了…俄罗斯主旋律电影走的路线也非同凡响
战争中牺牲的每个人背后都是一个家庭，小男孩代表了传承。
字幕一半靠猜，是中文，看懂了，但没有完全看懂，中文生肉😅
老毛子煽情也可以的，最后扔纸飞机那幕挺感人
这部剧六点几的评分不是没有道理的，前一个小时看的昏昏入睡，正片都在预告片里了……
一个超长预告片，也算是一部外传吧，基本没有剧情，最多凑九十分钟得了，何必如此注水？全片软的地方真软，硬起来时也是真硬核，更加钢铁之躯式的超人打斗，比第一集要夸张很多，主要是女主角战斗力太强了，其他都配不上是对手。等第三部吧，等金多美回归。
那段劫人和米国勇者勇行动海豹差不多，只是坏人的枪一般都不准
大场面镜头不多，不过很刺激，最后的场面太快了吗点
俄罗斯战狼式主旋律影片，俄军在叙利亚援救坠机飞行员，场面还算撑得住。
根据真实故事改编，就是文戏太多，有点散，战争戏还可以
沃尔沃撞击奥迪。韩国演员中文说的不怎么样呀。复原速度太快了。新面孔很多呀，一个都不认识。完全不是一个等级的，碾压吊打。应该还有续集，看结尾留好铺垫了。
三星给战斗场面 糟糕的节奏和蛋疼的字幕让我难以多给一星😑
影片质量还可以，虽然文戏方面表现不佳，有一些剧情太过平淡，还有一些鸡肋的剧情；但秉承军事强国的风格，武戏方面有不错的发挥，有一些精彩的部分。实际上土耳其看似很强硬地击落了俄罗斯苏24战斗轰炸机，但普京的俄罗斯后续一系列行动，让土耳其极其被动，全面落于下风，在大棒+胡萝卜的攻势下，不得不主动向俄罗斯正式道歉，这就是国家实力的体现。影片质量正常情况下我只会给6.8分，但作为俄罗斯的主旋律影片，没想到最后竟然有感动到我，所以抬高一点，我4星7分！
1、我们没有打败俄罗斯，我们骗了他们。
叙事和镜头有点混乱，但还是看完了，向英雄致敬
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