The second feature film from director Rose Glass, Love Lies Bleeding, moves with a fevered energy that matches the intensity of feeling between its central couple. In a town that has the feel of post-industrial decay, Lou (Kristen Stewart) manages a gym, doing her work with a glumness that suggests a broken past brought her to this inglorious place. She sees a glimmer of escape, or at least a slave on her loneliness, in the Jackie (Katy O’Brian), whose training for a bodybuilding competition. The two fall into a love affair that equal parts torrid and tender. In their mutual passion, they seem perfect for each other. It’s the messy, dangerous outside world that’s going to mess them up. Working with cinematographer Ben Fordesman presents the movie through a humid haze, as if all the rising temperatures on screen — spurred by sexual appetite, anger freighted with history, and a pharmaceutical boost here and there — spawned their own ecosystem. The screenplay, co-credited to Glass and Baby Reindeer helmer Weronika Tofilska — is leaner and meaner. Love Lies Bleeding recalls the work of the Coen brothers in their nascent, more brutal form, when every frame of film seethed with intent. Glass lands her punches.