Love Lies Bleeding

Rose Glass's gory sensibility is put to good use in this steroid-popping, hyper-violent love story.

Once you get the interior ugliness of everyone involved, you may be able to chuckle at some of the violence, ha ha.

And besides: absurdist, gasp-inducing, melodramatic, and often intensely violent right through to the grisly, surrealist end, Love Lies Bleeding is entertaining enough without having to do all of the heavy-lifting.

Not many artists are this brave when it comes to probing at our sexual desires, and what they reveal about us.

If Saint Maude was a slow burn portrait of loneliness and obsession with a killer's sting on its tail, this is a brilliantly visceral sucker punch of a film.

This is a movie that will find its people. And once it does, cult status is more or less assured.

...you can tell things aren't going to end well from the beginning, but the chemistry between the two stars just seemed to crackle off the screen like no other film I saw this year.

If Rose Glass's debut Saint Maud was a tautly disciplined and focused horror film, Love Lies Bleeding is its polar opposite: a steamy lesbian romance, a crime-thriller with fantasy elements and a feminist statement that doesn't shy away from camp.


Love Lies Bleeding, Rose Glass’ gloriously bizarre follow up to Saint Maud, is a marvellous feat of muscular filmmaking.

[Director Rose] Glass creates a visceral cinematic world to match the overheated emotions and erotic fantasies. The bleary saturated colors evoke the era and the area while a surreal quality seeps in...