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.
看到汤姆汉克斯，就知道这肯定是一部很中规中矩的电影，没有惊喜，和汉克斯这些年的表演一样毫无波澜。电影里面刻意加了很多烂俗情节，三星片只能变成两星片。
一部电影包含3种触发泪点的元素：狗、机器人和将死之人。三者都很脆弱，其中一方受到伤害都会引发共情。小机器人没了令人心碎，演到最后简直提心吊胆，怕出现什么岔子。再说一次：汉克斯出演的角色真的都是遭罪的命啊！
「纵然地球毁灭，加州永远宜居」「你可以不相信人类，但你必须相信机器人和狗」「Don't look up以后的阿甘正传+机器人版忠犬八公」
末世危机，生老病死，对人类是如此残酷；人类的人情世故，不忍心让一个机器去理解和感受；杰夫面无表情，我们却感受到了ta的喜怒哀乐。
整部电影都非常喜欢，尤其是最后的平静的死亡场景，我希望我最后的死亡也能向电影中的那样，平静，祥和，接受。
电影里有我敬佩的美国演员 、喜欢的小动物、通人性的机器人……还需要什么呢？看就完事了
一个传承的独角戏，在末日与机器人的外衣下。你可以不甘可以不舍，最后还是要放手，想到以后对你无限担心，然而你还是要独自过出自己的人生。
末世是老美擅长的题材，人工智能版温情版本《我是传奇》，Goodyear是轮胎（不是），是没能和家人一起度过的日子。人工智能再怎么智慧，似乎也只能装模作样地继承人类的情感，0和1之外还有无法度量的事务。配乐和镜头感极好
被感动的是机器人的人性，按一个人来写机器人，一不小心就容易强加于机器人人性，电影拿捏的挺好，智能和笨拙同时在杰夫身上。当狗狗也死去，杰夫看怎么办呀……
老汤的独角戏，很巧的小品，废土流世界观，有人工智能、机器人，但没有很深的探讨，平平淡淡，无甚回味。
末世设定却不讲疯狂争抢资源，机器学习也不想未来是否失控，只讲同行三个“人”的故事。
和《我是传奇》放到一起来看，就能感受到末日想象中的细微变化。人类终将让位给人工智能和宠物。
末日公路片，只有在误闯医院被追逐和回忆母女被射杀这两段有体现出末日里人性的凶残，其余时候都是温情脉脉的，温情到没感受到多少末日气息。
汉克斯演技自不必说，狗狗是个惊喜，把对机器人的嫌弃演得活灵活现。
很复古很复古的软科幻，当现在关于机器人和AI的话题已经沦为爱死机2式的陈词滥调的时候，大概需要回归一点这种讲述温情和希望的故事。其实我觉得Jeff被设定为机器人，牵扯出一堆人对科幻背景的怀疑，只是因为这部电影不能出现其他人类罢了。只有一个高智能的新生的机器人，才能在不同于人类的同时那么单纯和真诚，让一个人的临终愿望显得那么沉重但又可以实现。
公路+科幻+环保，片子虽然有些教育意义，但实在太闷了。只有男主和机器人Jeff喋喋不休的唠叨，几乎没啥情节。人类是不可信的，没有希望的，只有机器人和小宠物才是未来的主人？
年度最佳。这部电影比起「讲好了一个故事」更适合用「讲好了人类的一个行为」更为合适。先行者对弥留之人往后生活的担忧以及希望被嘱托者快速成长扛起家庭的迫切，杰夫的诞生、芬奇的教导与发怒，这些行为情绪背后所承载着的情感都太精准了，温暖又残酷。杰夫只是人的意象，只是载体，因为后生的人无法快速成长，因为现实的环境也没有末日来的无助。所以这并非末日科幻，而是人类爱意在生死离别那段时光的澎湃汹涌。
Dear Jeff, 那些我还没能教给你的东西，Goodyear会代替我教给你的，金门大桥也会教给你的。
汤姆汉克斯的表演给影片注入了太多灵魂，以一人之力拉高了整个电影的层次。在久违地沐浴到阳光时、看到蝴蝶飞到手上时，他所表现出的那种由衷的喜悦完全地感染了我，是仿佛真的可以使人全身心地喜他所喜、悲他所悲。片子结构简单，一边很平淡一边又很浓烈，结束得好像也是这样。看完还是很有回味。
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