Film Review — Die My Love

Lynne Ramsay, whose previous credits include Ratcatcher (1999), We Need to Talk About Kevin (2011), and You Were Never Really Here (2017), is a director whose work falls firmly into the admire-rather-than-like category for me. Despite her keen visual eye and the fine performances in her films, I don’t much like sitting through them. She’s unquestionably a tremendous cinematic artist, but she isn’t someone whose work I enjoy, much less revisit. Once is normally enough.

I suspect this will also prove true for Die My Love, regardless of a characteristically fearless lead performance from Jennifer Lawrence. She plays Grace, a new mother to a baby boy and wife of Jackson (Robert Pattinson). They’ve moved from New York City to rural Montana, living within walking distance of Jackson’s mother, Pam (Sissy Spacek). She plans to write a book and he wants to record an album. Taking ownership of a run-down home that once belonged to Jackson’s uncle, Grace struggles to adjust to their more isolated existence. Her psychological condition deteriorates, her possibly bipolar behaviour becomes increasingly unhinged, and… Well, that’s about it really. Rinse and repeat.