‘Die My Love’: The Domestic Politics of Sex, Gestural Cinema and Rock & Roll, Baby!
CANNES — If you, like me, have a soft spot for “character acting,” John Prine and a general partiality for films that make you itch just looking at them, Lynne Ramsay’s “Die My Love” might just emerge from Cannes as your perfect darling. Granted, in the world I live in, you can get away with anything if you make enough Nick Lowe references. God help the beast in me…