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.
小k神颜神腿一星，服装一星，史诗级灾难配乐
小k搞不好会凭借此片拿个奥奖最佳女主提名。电影展现的是戴安娜王妃和查尔斯结婚十余年，距离婚只有几年的那段时期，感觉还没到她与查尔斯正式分居的1992年底，不过也快了。戴安娜不仅与查尔斯感情破裂，而且在王室生活极其压抑。每天都不得不强迫自己表演，可能有一定程度的心理疾病。小k演得还不错，会让观众怜惜这个美丽脆弱痛苦的女人。电影的结局似乎戴安娜得到了呼吸的机会，心情也一扫阴霾。可是现实是痛苦的，她并没有活成斯宾塞。整体还是偏文艺的表达，并不是写实传记片。
隔几年拍一次戴安娜，够无聊。克里斯汀多年颜粉，对她的演技已经不抱希望，就随便拍拍，别想染指这奖那奖了吧。Timothy Spall怎么瘦成这样了。
3.5。拉雷恩努力用視聽、色調和表演呈現「政治驚悚片」的驚悚本色，並讓用以諷刺的滑稽基調一點點從畫框邊緣滲透出來。然而，既有重複渲染的贅筆，也有破局過快的缺憾。
Fragile and nihilistic. Still, what you need is love.
冷色的心理描写，时不时出现的幽灵，好似牢笼的庄园，一切随着戴安娜崩溃的精神状态在现实和幻觉中交错。但这对传记片来说更像惊悚片。
好好一个查尔斯王子，整得跟营养不良佝偻病一样。
稻草人穿她爸的衣服?她爹是伯爵啊。
电影的角度，真的不好看，看到1/3就看不下去了。女主演技好累，用力过度，近景仿佛周围没人也可以演这么个场景，那周围还要人就显得很敷衍了。全员演技看得我有点生理不适。
《被囚禁的斯宾塞的一生》。小K也开始演妈妈了，仅靠外部堆砌聚焦于主角看似高明，实则是露怯的表现，好在小K表演撑得住，所以反倒证明导演功底略欠火候。
就看着拉雷恩在做着只有苦劳的徒劳尝试，但谁让咱是小K的老公团成员呢，还是无论如何要加一星的......
女主的侧脸真是太美了，太精致了！
晃动的镜头，矫揉造作的表演。演员口齿不清且摇头晃脑，把一个精神病患者演绎的丝丝入扣，整部电影无时无刻不在发疯，没有任何铺垫，没有任何起承转合，上来就是女疯子，还幻想安妮博林出现…再加上通篇让人极度不适的阴间音乐，荣登近年最差电影宝座！戴妃棺材板已经压不住了…
5.至始至终令人压抑的氛围，没有正负正负，而是负负负负
将王室的枷锁和婚姻的束缚展现到了极致，无时无刻的跟拍特写，低沉压抑的配乐，一次又一次的挣脱和反抗，逐渐让观众拥有感同身受的体验。斯图尔特很精致很努力，但仍有大量演的痕迹，包括她那刻意的口音。
很多大远景，展现了皇家气派和压抑。镜头总体上以静制动，大部分要不是固定镜头，要不是平缓的拉推。和童年的场域连通的那段环绕镜头在全片特立独行，正如黛安娜在皇家的如坐针毡，然后是一些漂亮的蒙太奇拼接，于是高潮诞生。色彩是一种反抗手段，黛安娜服装的颜色总是与周围格格不入，从服从到尝试反抗到觉醒，颜色从翠绿到薄荷绿到大红，从不协调到对比色，在欢快的色彩中她终于找重新寻到了真我。
ps·KS的每一句台词都念得气很急，让耳朵很难受。也可能是我耳朵有问题。
塑造的斯宾塞是矫情的，小K的表演更是矫揉造作的，还好复古视听风格让片子有了亮点，最后的蒙太奇也颇显水准。
我向宇宙之主祈祷这是关于黛安娜的最后一部电影了，真的够了，一定要拍皇室故事，拍拍安妮公主，拍拍玛格丽特公主，拍拍女王的婆婆爱丽丝公主，那么多精彩的故事可拍嗝这儿翻来覆去的嚼隔夜饭，而且做得还不好吃，我为什么要浪费时间看香奈儿给代言人拍的两个小时中古展示
智利导演+美国女演员，诠释了英国戴安娜王妃的三天时光，就像拿了好几次金酸梅最差女演员的暮光女小K操着一口英国腔一样，本身就是件很难完成的事情。我对戴妃没有太多了解，也没看过暮光之城，就电影和演员本身而言我挺喜欢的，小K能从最差女演员一跃晋级可以提名奥斯卡女主的表演是值得尊敬的。导演在细节挖掘氛围营造节奏把控等方面都展示了一个大师级的沉稳。奥斯卡至少能提一个最佳服装设计吧。
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