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.
看完之后，怀疑三观。。。蜡笔的死忠粉，但是我的眼睛和良心不允许给它高分。。。。。强行凑人物，蜡笔小新的形象被毁的差不多，满满油腻感，编剧到底有没有看过蜡笔小新？？？
暂时没看过前几部，还是很喜欢这一部的漫画idea的，最后小新的神奇蜡笔用完了，在用推车画🐷勇士的时候嘴里念叨的那份执念，执念里带着小新版BGM是感动我的
当然我觉得最好笑的还是肥嘟嘟左卫门第二次出现的场景哈哈哈哈
这部连隔夜胖次都好好哭。每一个角色都在闪闪发光
近几年都是直线化的剧情，说实话和梦境王国基本上都是一个叙事套路。不过这一部增加了许多感动因素，无论是牺牲、奉献还是邪恶，都有一个理由。这个理由又是正当的，却不是那么的合时宜。这一部里没有纯粹的对立与邪恶，这是值得强调的一点，也是低龄化取向的必然——让孩子认识到因果与理由。没有无由来的善意，也没有无由来的恶意，一切都是在理由变迁中被形塑而来。如果小新的新伙伴来个背叛，最后的胜利还是归于天命之人，或许会更加精彩。
雨滴落在屋檐天还没放晴，身边的伙伴早已不见踪影。
呜呜呜呜呜呜呜呜呜呜呜呜特别可爱又好笑，我永远爱蜡笔小新，我后面差点哭了，救命，喜欢喜欢喜欢
“是我的救世英雄。”😭😭😭
我喜欢蜡笔小新，因为那种单纯治愈能让人热泪盈眶的故事情节，只有在蜡笔小新里才会有！小时候看蜡笔小新，就是觉得好笑，可爱，恶趣……长大以后再看，笑着笑着就哭了，每次看蜡笔小新都能让我有一种拥抱生活，拥抱希望的冲动，不管明天怎么样，今天一定要快乐！这一部剧，现在是我心中的天花板！
角色太多，很多无关紧要，可以再精简一些。
又是冒险与拯救世界的套路，而且恶趣味的笑点过于滥用会腻，最后结局又是集体感动
这一部很有种现实世界的残酷了，大人被救出来却还能责怪小孩的嘴脸也很有讽刺的意味了，不过在小新的世界里，主旨永远都是快乐，这次还有了分别和成长的深度。假娜娜子消失的时候，雨水顺着小新的脸滑了下来，左卫门消失的时候，小新握紧了拳头，回头欢乐的画起来大大的左卫门，最后连布里夫小内裤都要留不住的时候，小新终于忍不住泛出了眼泪，不想要再失去任何人了，那一刻前面压制的情感都爆发出来，百感交集，永远的小新，永远的春日部。
尽管蜡笔小新的原班人马都在陆续地更替，但依旧能感受到这个五岁小孩以及周围的那些故事一直在努力传承下去。就好像臼井仪人老师去世的那一段时间，一直会担心小新会不会就此断载，但事实是总有热爱的人撑下去了。日本的动漫之所以会是全世界的状态，就是因为它更具有想象力，更能打动或者激发人的内心。其实这部剧场版因为涂鸦所以更像是诠释了“蜡笔小新”，能拿画笔的勇士就是能自由自在涂鸦的人，随心所欲。小新就是这么一个“没心没肺”又好色的小屁孩，但关键时候总能治愈你的绝望，这就是一个孩子的童真。遗憾的是我们所有大人在这繁忙的社会中早都丢失了童真，也忘记了自己也曾是个孩子。虽然很难，但希望我们都可以再捡起蜡笔，也拾回我们的童真。
其实整部片子画得还是很商业和流水线，剧情前面也非常平庸，但在结尾的安排挺不错的，明明不抱什么希望 但大家一起动员起来的时候，居然还有点感人，然后就是衔接的片尾曲很好听，综合起来还是给了4星
蜡笔用完，小新就从英雄变成了罪恶之源。成人还真的自私又无趣。
第一次这么喜欢胖嘟嘟左卫门，真正当了一次正义的朋友。
因为小新撕扯一条穿了2天的内裤而泪流满面，噗嗤，我真是奇怪的大人 T. T 片尾曲和给佑马的画真的太暖了，小新剧场版的选题总是深入浅出，欢笑中带着哀伤，这部是近几年继机器人爸爸之后的佳作了
唯一的亮点是对于虚伪的刻画
还好吧，就是小新独角戏有些多，想看多看些防卫队和野原家的操作
谁能想到，一把年纪的我，竟然看小新看哭了（捂脸）……小时候看小新一直get不到点，现在明白了，哆啦A梦是给小孩子看的，但小新其实是给大人看的吧，大人才需要孩子气的纯真，和最简单又原始的情感啊。
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