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.
中规中矩的韩式恐怖片，可惜内容没有任何惊喜点，有点失望！不过话说韩国拍恐怖片的男演员都这么帅吗，看恐怖片都这么养眼，建议我国导演学习一下！
齿虫的故事还可以也，有种韩国版行尸走肉的感觉。冥婚的有点出乎我意料。人体玩偶故事挺特别的，好诡异。红衣故事比较弱。有种zoo的感觉
现在流行爱豆演恐怖片么，颜值都好高，吓人程度就那样了
冗长中带有温馨和诡异，梦境拍得很舒服，做了同款的梦
故事很多，都很一般，没有什么留下深刻印象的片子
没头没尾，一惊一乍，也就演员颜值还可以看，这是拍电影还是拍抖音啊
恐怖片我看的不多，但我也知道不是光会个js和喇叭够响就是恐怖片了。
风风火火的讲了好几个故事，全都没头没尾的，还不如好好把一个故事讲完整。灵媒那个故事男主还挺帅的。
房顶漏雨的斑驳，父亲烂掉的脚趾，城市变迁无奈之下的选择
像 素 级 抄 袭 。给一星无关各个故事质量如何（虽然质量确实很烂），这种有就抄且不带任何头脑地原样照抄我是绝对不能容忍的。如果你是一个长篇，好抄个一两处我当你还在学习阶段。短片，集合，每一个都在抄，抄了漫画抄电影抄了电影抄游戏的，连不到2年前的特效短视频也要抄？卧槽这样的作品我无法给出任何正面评价。洪元基，下一部你还这样我就觉得你整个人都可以被拉黑了。是怎样，怪谈福利很好吃？
5/10。《寄生虫》相对跑出，前面的日常感与奇异的机位有追看性，《冥婚》那个勉强可以，其他都是浪费时间的那种差。
粗制滥造，莫名其妙。导演2020年出了一部一样烂的短片合集。真的别吃这碗饭了行吗
救那个大命，本来觉得《齿虫》章节还行的，结果又变成了丧尸片。和之前的《韩国都市怪谈》大同小异，每一个故事发展得都挺让我意外的，呃，是意外的俗烂那种。刚开始有点好感，结果又给结局憋回去了，这么一对比感觉《怪奇宅》都顺眼多了。现在的营销号也是，怎么连这种质量的电影都要炒作。。。。
韩国人对于“怪谈”的理解出现了一些根本性的偏差
细致的声画处理，感觉触角真的触到了氤氲潮湿的柬埔寨，但遥远的触角末端发生的一切又央央地共鸣回来。
ps这个假人模特跟我在纽约的房东长得一模一样 我真是醉了
起飞的蝴蝶记得自己曾是毛毛虫，这是导演自己对金边的回忆。最喜欢的片段是少年梦见的西装革履的父亲踌躇满志地在灰暗的楼道大步远走去，现实中的父亲截去了部分肢体。作者描绘的金边万念俱灰，人却有用不完的力气，但只能无可奈科地舍弃梦想、身体、故地。
3《牙医》
蛮吓人的。。。。。。特别是合二为一那里吃人的片段，吓死我了。。。。妈呀。。。。。不过这个片里颜值普遍不错，现在这种怪谈片也开始颜值内卷了，演技也都可以了，不会叫我出戏。就是好几个故事我都没看明白why？
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