Director Lynne Ramsay’s latest film, Die My Love, starring Jennifer Lawrence and Robert Pattinson, is being marketed as a drama about postpartum depression. In truth, it is a darkly comic portrait of how ordinary life can unhinge even the sanest minds, according to critic Sean Burns.
“We all go a little loopy the first year,” says Sissy Spacek’s kind-hearted character to Lawrence’s struggling young mother.
That line feels almost ironic amid the film’s chaotic mix of blood, fire, and psychological turmoil. Ramsay, known for her unsettling yet sharply empathetic storytelling, dives deep into mental illness and obsession with her usual feverish intensity. The result is another brutal and darkly funny journey into the fragile human mind.
The Glaswegian filmmaker has built a reputation for exploring psychological collapse from within, bringing viewers inside her protagonists’ distorted inner worlds — from Samantha Morton’s grief-numbed character in Morvern Callar (2002) to Joaquin Phoenix’s traumatized vigilante in You Were Never Really Here (2018).
Loosely adapted from Ariana Harwicz’s 2012 novel, Die My Love follows Grace and Jackson, a glamorous New York couple who retreat to a decrepit country home once owned by Jackson’s uncle. Beneath their stylish surface, madness brews, transforming domestic life into a surreal, menacing comedy.
A grotesque, compelling mix of humor and horror, Die My Love dissects love, insanity, and identity through Ramsay’s visceral direction and haunting performances.