Jennifer Lawrence and Robert Pattinson share a similar career path and both owe their success to the book genre Young Adult; Lawrence shot to stardom as Katniss Everdeen in the screen adaptation of The Hunger Games, whilst Pattinson became a teen heartthrob starring as Edward Cullen in the adaptation of Twilight.

The pair unite for the very first time on screen, in the very grown up Die My Love, which itself is based on Ariana Harwicz’s 2012 novel of the same name.

Out in the Montana countryside is the new home for couple Jackson (Pattinson) and Grace (Lawrence), with their young baby son.

It was left to Jackson by his uncle, close to the home he grew up in, where his mother Pam (Sissy Spacek) still lives. It’s not in the greatest of shape, but it’s home.

There’s a honeymoon period for the couple, which is physically intense at first, in a good way, but things soon settle down as Jackson has to spend a lot of time away from the family due to work. Grace is a writer, but doesn’t seem to have the drive to write, with her young son keeping her busy.

But the more time Grace spends in the remote house on her own, her disconnect with reality grows.

This is Lynne Ramsey’s long-awaited follow up to 2017’s phenomenal You Were Never Really Here.

It is a slow dissection of a young woman’s psychosis, which unravels on screen.

The British director’s take of the book is a curious one; it is a film that has a quietly intense undercurrent throughout, making for an uncomfortable experience on the whole.

Lawrence is utterly sublime, giving the kind of performance that you just can’t your eyes off of, not even for a second. You get the impression that Ramsey gave her a lot of room to explore the space her character struggles to occupy, with quirky movements and the like. Although it brings a striking physicality to the character, there is little reasoning for it, which often makes it feel like acting class exercises being filmed, where students are asked to express themselves as an animal for an hour, without breaking character.

It’s difficult to relate to Grace’s plight, as unlike Jackson, we are given very little insight into her family history, except for one nugget offered late on, which just doesn’t feel enough.

And in that sense, it’s difficult to relate to Ramsey’s film itself, which while eye-catching as an esoteric piece of cinema, visually expressive is it is – possibly too much, as it’s at the expense of a coherent narrative.

Yes, both Lawrence and Pattinson are very much grown-ups now, and as mesmerising as their performances are, audiences would have benefitted from just as strong a story connection as a opposed to a character’s outpouring of her mental state mostly by physical means.

The result is a MUBI film that tries desperately to be an A24 film, and sadly exceeds, for all the wrong reasons.

There’s no doubt that Ramsey’s latest film is a memorable one - especially with her singing a cover of Joy Division's 'Love Will Tear Us Apart' over the closing credits - but her style over substance approach proves difficult to like.