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.
Greenwood这配乐绝了，不敢相信如果是PTA和Greenwood联手的作品......前30分钟真是masterpiece，再多一点空镜就更完美；可中间又有点成了把镜头怼在女主脸上的神经病作品（参见Jackie），最后20分钟虽然有点刻意，居然还能圆回来~Maggie这么一个虚构人物设计得不错，但Anne Boleyn这个真实历史人物有点对位得太过刻意了~
C / 拉雷恩这次的堆砌有些太潦草。目光的压迫出现后平白消失，声音的洞彻仿佛没有空间层次，而幽灵与陌异的家宅仅仅是粗陋的历史/记忆对应物。更不必说猎物、珠宝、华服这些全数围绕着“正常人的平凡生活”神话的扁平隐喻实在是毫无文本上点出的必要。最大的亮点大概还是那些重量悬浮又下坠的时刻：比如握在手心仿佛即将掷出却倏忽间滑落的台球，比如摇摇欲坠的阶梯上滚落的电筒和光，比如被沾染被吞咽最终散落的珍珠——可惜这些眩晕都并没有出现在足够精确的点，所以能量也在语词的空转中耗散掉了。
看前猜想戴安娜王妃的故事无非是自由灵魂与繁文缛节、媒体与公众人物的辩证冲突这些老生常谈的议题 拉雷恩选择从纯主观视角、精神分析切入倒是让人耳目一新 本片题眼恰恰在于戴安娜和儿子们关于时态的对话——有过去、可能有现在、没有未来 这是皇室成员的宿命 躺在一眼望到头的装置内部而不自觉 精神已然僵朽 殊不知存在主义危机的迫近 而那些吊诡角度、手持大特写所聚焦的愁肠郁结、逡巡焦虑、精神癔症般交缠的幻觉与梦境 才是存在与时间的印痕 戴安娜借亘穿历史的化身不断介入与自己的关系 割破与周遭的关系 就像女仆与戴安娜镜前对话巧妙的画面 两人在左侧镜中促膝谈心 右侧镜中却相背而坐 幸而这并不是难以抹平的裂隙——爱与意义足矣
这评分，个人觉得不太合理。结局挺俗的电影，后半段有些桥段虽爽但濫。但是除了俩人吵架那段我觉得演过了，作为轻喜剧完成度很高，剧情流畅程度吊打国内九成电影。看完觉得有惊喜，五星表示对优映文化的支持
世人皆知戴安娜不快乐。电影所刻画的金丝雀生活缺少共情力，但小K演得真是又美又作又脆弱，无法不喜欢~
恐怖，昏黄柔和的滤镜、怪异诡谲的古典乐 全在为这只笼中雉鸡的表演做嫁衣。
ks给人的感觉更像是在用力“演”一个处于崩溃边缘的抑郁患者，情绪流露肢体动作过于外放，基于现实来看人物个性塑造有失偏颇。戴妃的传奇人生明明有那么多值得赘述的闪光点，主创偏偏截取了不幸婚姻与皇室生活的禁锢为横截面，全程被紧绷压抑的情绪裹挟得透不过气。文本设计意在打破束缚解放自我，不过整体呈现中规中矩，服化道和精致糕点很诱人。
万众瞩目，匪夷所思，千古奇冤
一切都是太惊人的自以为是了，这怎么会是真实的戴安娜王妃呢？以小k为中心散发开来的表面功夫做足而忽略了内部感受，好像所有人都在陪着她玩但她只是一个误入异世界的现代都市女性，摄影配乐的鬼魅更是坐实了这一点，所以结尾倒不如停在正在拆除奥运标志的泰晤士河上更为合适。3.3
三星从小k在炸鱼薯条店第一次开口就定调了，表演能让人部分忘记她自己，但未免过于矫揉造作了。镜头频繁怼脸可以理解，毕竟拍的是全程Chanel高定秀的顶级美女，可惜太像郭敬明拍《小时代》。全体演员演技集体扑街，小演员有狠狠尬到我。演到隐秘的同性之爱时全场英国观众在小声窃笑，突然明白《斯宾塞》不过是满足了观众对英国皇室的窥伺欲、和小k转型的胜负欲，难怪看起来既讨好又疏离，既用力又随意。悲惨的仍是早逝的戴妃，若干年后依然被消费。但片中呈现的惊悚幻觉仍是亮点，服装值得盛赞，可惜不懂收放，更爱《王冠》里稍纵即逝的世纪婚礼华服，更收敛沉淀，《斯宾塞》里满屏的Chanel反而显得暴发户了起来。
独立小k进步好大阿，或者说其实这种类型很适合她发挥。
戴安娜应该是「死于」不按时吃饭、不按顺序穿衣服以及经常迟到。
有生之年还能等到毛骗原班人马！看到狐狸那帮人现在那么搞笑那么正义也算圆了毛骗的恨了。可惜包哥最经典的那句话说不出口了，但还是笑到不行了嘎嘎嘎嘎
電影有點像「閃靈」和「四百擊」的結合體，也有點「黑天鵝」的味道。電影如同一個十分暗黑的童話。必須細細品嚐。結尾處可以說是點睛之筆。服裝，攝影，和配樂皆為上乘。小K今年奧斯卡拿定影后了。
Love, shock and laughter.
束手束脚欲言又止不等于成功留白，抽取的叙事点更不足以对这位复杂的女人做一种客观呈现。拍名人传记片是一件冒险的事，驾驶技术有限则很容易吃力不讨好，这部就是。
两年没有这么大哭过了。在电影院里蠢到小K演的黛安娜一起共情。导演太会用视听语言推动故事。第一场饭桌戏黛安娜扯下脖子上的珍珠项链散落在汤碟里，用旁边演奏的弦乐控制节奏，靠摄像机在charles王子和Elizabeth女王之间迂回就能衬托处三个人的微妙关系。后面对峙的谈判的台球桌｜烛光下与两位小王子士兵将领的母子谈话｜在媒体前强颜欢笑不流眼泪｜跑回自己是宅邸摇摇欲坠｜与女仆跑向海边向往自由｜开车带孩子去伦敦塔桥下吃炸鸡｜每一场戏都那么生动有活力，唯一帮她的女仆配角厨师。我怎么可以不跟饱受折磨的黛安娜一起共情。在宫廷高墙下，我看到她纯粹的灵魂。冲出婚姻的桎梏，他不是黛安娜王妃，她是Spencer。小K和diana融为一体了，甚至想在离开英国前再去一次damario 吃一下戴妃生前最爱的餐厅。
一直以来都觉得这么酷的戴安娜不适合王室，在这里她被剥夺了太多太多，没有未来，只有按部就班遵守规则，只是流通的货币。她想要的是过去的那一份自由，她想成为的是斯宾塞。看到她和Maggie在阳光下奔跑的那一幕真的好为她开心。（看完想吃KFC了）
3.5。有几处确实挺逗的，剧本稍显平庸，但秒杀那些低端国产网大还是很轻松的，包哥照样牛逼
就像是一场焦虑抑郁的噩梦展现，整部电影都围绕着这个噩梦展现起承转合的节奏，整体流畅之际，吞食珍珠、钳破肉体的臆想在前中段仿佛【梦之安魂曲】般渴望癫狂与失控，而最终在换装与舞蹈的快剪里走向了相反的释放，从电影来讲导演在最后的结局表达是明亮的，“爱你的不止我一个”也正是这种明亮让整部电影更加饱满圆润，K的表演与电影的节奏铺陈完美融合，她不是在演黛安娜，她深知这不是一部单纯的纪录片，而是一部纯粹具像化黛安娜心理的抽象艺术，因此她演的是一种情绪，这种情绪随着剧情变化不断展现着黛安娜内心的高低起伏，比起直接讲述黛安娜生平，这部电影更能让你直观的感受黛安娜在皇室生活中经历了什么（k真的很适合表演情绪，这些年一直如此，且每次看完都会感觉与电影完美融合，其表演绝对是反学院的，但又更为极致与灵动）
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