The scenes unfold between Grace’s attempts to fit into society, striving to prove herself as a good mother, and her interactions with Jackson’s family and their shared circle of friends. Yet despite the support and professional help offered to her, something in Grace’s mind prevents her from being the woman she once was or even the woman she feels she is expected to be. We know that returning to the version of Grace that existed before the baby is impossible, because her body has already been irrevocably transformed by this experience.

Die My Love seeks, in this way, to strip motherhood of its supposed naturalness, a process that has often been simplified or softened at first glance. It confronts the singular and complex experience of having a child, both for a woman and for her partner. Any woman who has entered the journey of motherhood, who has contemplated it, or who has needed to overcome the punishments imposed by social expectations will feel affected and recognized by this film. Brilliantly directed and performed, it unsettles the status quo of life in society.