There’s a feral energy that courses through Lynne Ramsay’s Die My Love . It’s there right from the film’s opening moments, when Jennifer Lawrence and Robert Pattinson’s young and oh-so-in-love couple Grace and Jackson crawl through tall grass like a pair of lions hunting for a vulnerable gazelle to chew on. In Ramsay’s explosive adaptation of the 2012 novel by Argentine writer Ariana Harwicz, these two characters are hungry. Hungry for love, hungry for sex — and when the couple move to his uncle’s rickety, remote house, they’re hungry for their lives to begin.
They soon have a baby, and the drastic change seems to reduce Grace to the most primal of instincts: feed, change nappies, sleep. She has ambitions to write a novel, he hopes to record an album, but neither of those dreams materia

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