When you’re dying inside, it can feel impossible to find stability, especially in relationships.
Directed by Lynne Ramsay, Die My Love follows Grace and Jackson (Jennifer Lawrence and Robert Pattinson), a young couple who move into Jackson’s rural childhood home, looking to slow down and find a quieter world. At first, the two are unquestionably in love, ready to take their relationship to the next level. However, as they become parents, things begin to change. Jackson is often absent due to work commitments and Grace is feeling increasingly isolated. As her mental health deteriorates, Grace slowly pushes their marriage to the brink and creates a situation that becomes dangerous for all of them.
In Die, Ramsay brings the viewer into a marriage that feels like a horror movie. While the film features no supernatural elements or serial killers, My Love still spirals into scenes that breathe fear and anxiety. Every moment in this remote is charged with silent fury as Grace and Jackson attempt to navigate each other’s brokenness. Unstable and unrelenting, there’s a growing anarchy between them that feels ravenous.
In some moments, their love making feels animalistic. In others, they spew hate at each other like vicious beasts.
Scared and emotionally adrift, Grace is a woman looking for escape. Despite living in a world of crying babies and barking dogs, its the silence she endures while Jackson is away at work that is deafening. Left alone, her postpartum depression grows unchecked. She fantasizes about her mysterious motorcyclist and imagines her husband is having affairs (Or, are they imagined?)
But even in its wildest moments, My Love still tries to keep itself grounded. Although Grace’s imagination often takes over, the pain that her character feels is all too real. Lawrence taps into something remarkably authentic as her character tries to keep her head above water. As the pressure mounts around her, Grace slowly disconnects in more and more frightening ways. There’s a chaos behind her eyes, even when she looks at her child with sincerity. (In some ways, the film is reminiscent of Lawrence’s work in mother!, albeit without the intense Biblical metaphors.) Here, Lawrence bares her soul with unflinching and raw intensity.
While some might comment on the amount of skin that Lawrence is willing to show in the role, it’s worth noting that almost none of the nudity is sexual in nature. Here, Grace’s nakedness signifies the depth of her trauma. To her, stripping down is merely the only response she can muster in order to express herself.
In short, it is a cry for help.
Actually, it’s interesting that Ramsay names this character ‘Grace’. After all, grace is also the very thing that Lawrence’s character is begging to receive. As she interacts with friends and in-laws, Grace is constantly fed half-hearted platitudes or cold disinterest in her personal problems. Though she’s falling apart on the inside, few people care to truly sit with her, listening to her heart. Gradually, her soul is sinking under the weight of her postpartum depression.
But no one seems willing to offer their help.
Having said this, it’s worth noting that, unsurprisingly, Die My Love is an intensely dark experience. While there are moments of hopefulness, Ramsay’s film wants to take the audience on a ride into the heart of madness. As a result, it’s possible that My Love could be potentially triggering for some viewers.
What’s more, the rest of the cast also deliver when given the opportunity. Nick Nolte and Sissy Spacek feel both personable and toxic. In (an extremely) limited role, Lakeith Stanfield brings the proper amount of mystery and sex appeal. And Pattinson provides strong work as Grace’s cold but caring husband.
However, this truly is Lawrence’s film. Wavering between joy and rage, her erratic nature offers perspective on the devastating effects of postpartum depression. This is a slow death that stems from a complex blend of love and self-hatred. And, it’s absolutely something to behold.
Die My Love is available in theatres on Friday, November 7th, 2025.
