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.
尸体的脚也不忘记帮她扶正，也算是强迫症了。
女主角人美心善多金，还被女变态跟踪，整个我见犹怜，周围的人怎么可能对她充满怨恨，都想弄死她以致个个有嫌疑。而且一开始就搞得那么暧昧，生怕观众不知道凶手是谁似的。另外，黑人，百合，为了政治正确也是蛮拼的。。。
不说和1978年版比了，就是和肯尼思·布拉纳2017年《东方快车谋杀案》比都差了一截，缺少气氛，剧情散漫拖拉，尤其是开场黑白影像那一段，真心觉得画蛇添足。唯一值得称赞的是它的服化。
更为精致考究的服化道具，对埃及尼罗河风光的绝美呈现，这些都是肯尼思版《尼罗河上的惨案》鲜明的特点，但并不是所有人都能去重现这部经典小说的昔日魅力，对节奏掌控的失衡，使电影前半段冗长乏味，而后半段也不过是凭靠原著故事的强撑，潦草的推理使昔日经典的探案变成了空有其表的花瓶。
想吐，不是因为画面血腥而是伪纪录片的拍摄手法画面不停地晃动，晃得我头晕眼花😵💫上一个有强烈“想吐”感觉的电影是娄烨的《冼村》，看完以后堪比晕车。可能晕车体质的人对晃动的画面比较敏感……第二个片段的机械人是唯一的看点，比较有意思
拍得很好，下次不要拍了。谁要看老男人抛却心魔追寻第二春啊？
一部比一部烂，vhs94里四个故事，前两个直接差评，尤其是第二个套路也太老了，而且没交代的东西太多，第三个故事不知道是不是第二部的第二个故事的导演，都是印尼出品（应该），想复刻当年的私人学校变邪教恶魔诞生的故事，这次拍的是生化女机器人与永远手不会抖的摄影男机器人之恋的故事，故事情节，场面调度确实有想法，但不知道是不是受限于篇幅，或者为了更好的节奏，每个变换的场景都像平行时空，衔接很差，还有很多扫射中枪的场景感觉在拍喜剧片，不过刨去这些体验感满分，印尼part真的给vhs加分太多，第四个故事感觉还有很多没交代玩就草草收场，但是却是最接近前几部vhs的作品，应为伪记录的镜头很自然，观众能融进去。总体两星，心水系列还是加一星。希望快点出下一部，我永远爱vhs。最后4部个人排序一下，2＞1＞3＞4
这改编得没有想象中好看。给波洛加了感情戏，人设和原著也有点偏差，感觉波洛的聪明、幽默、绅士没有展现得淋漓尽致。整个就是观光宣传片，景色更美。剧情推进比较慢，后面案件发生后有一种草草收尾的感觉。留下的印象就是，只有一具具尸体的出现，没有突出人物关系的矛盾，死得无关痛痒似的。节奏太平缓了，没有掀起惊涛骇浪。
准备花钱买票的朋友，改成花钱买书吧！［尼罗河上的惨案］比《尼罗河上的惨案》里描写的尼罗河上的惨案还惨！
我要暴走了！！！比东方还烂！别祸害这些经典了好吗？
以前因为觉得加朵长得好看口音性感还算是个路人粉，现在全毁了，大屏幕（投影仪而已，都不是电影院）里看她演技是所有女性里最烂的，再加上各种浮夸的male gaze 特写，尴尬癌都犯了。肯尼斯自导自演的时候真的太差劲了，不知道加了什么滤镜，拍得他的眼睛特别蓝，一个破案的片你那么突出侦探的眼睛干啥啊……自恋狂，HP的Lockhart一定是本色出演才演得那么好。
这版波罗目前出了两部阿加莎最有名的两部小说改编的电影，实在改编的太烂了。波罗本来就是主角，没必要再给自己加那么多戏了。导演是鬼迷心窍了还是表现欲太强了？
拍得很好，下次不要拍了。谁要看老男人抛却心魔追寻第二春啊？
油腻的Hammer VS 不会演戏的Gadot.
肯尼思·布拉纳的 Poirot 添加了很多不属于 Poirot 的特质，尤其是动作戏但又没能演绎出 Poirot 该有的儒雅、睿智和那一套优雅的行动，当他说出那句"little grey cells" 时，只有生搬硬造的尴尬；在塑造 Linnet 这个角色时，因为盖尔·加朵而添加了更多无用的、浮夸的场景和造型，完全没有阿婆作品还有的克制、收敛。更别提和大卫·苏切的 Poirot 相比，这拍的根本不是 Poirot
食人魔一头乱发 胡子拉渣 还有双下巴的样子是怎么勾引到盖尔加朵这样的黄金女郎的 我不李姐
……开场以为进错厅/放错片儿（传说中的狙击手/长津湖？），直到特效啃泥出现——亨利五世在一战？进入正片儿逐渐明白是亲妈不认的程度，太阳/月亮呢？？？本来出于情谊想3星，但是剃胡子不答应！维兰德阿尔茨海默了你也不能削菠萝啊……
总之是看一遍不会想再看一遍的版本，不如以前的版本。
欣赏不了这个系列了。
不说和1978年版比了，就是和肯尼思·布拉纳2017年《东方快车谋杀案》比都差了一截，缺少气氛，剧情散漫拖拉，尤其是开场黑白影像那一段，真心觉得画蛇添足。唯一值得称赞的是它的服化。
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