Robert Duvall gets one of the best entrances of his career in Aaron Schneider's Get Low. He's chasing (with a shotgun, no less) one of the many young boys who throws rocks and runs from his remote cabin in the woods; he's first seen only in flashes--a hand on his gun, his feet on the ground. He chases the boy into his barn, where he's seen only in silhouette--and then he steps into the light, revealing the scraggly hair and beard of a Confederate general. (It's a moment that also subconsciously recalls Duvall's reveal in his film debut, To Kill a Mockingbird, in which he also played an object of derision in a small Southern town.) It's a wonderfully prepared entrance, and confirms what we're hoping for--Duvall old-cooting it up in a Southern Gothic tale. What it doesn't hint at is the depths of the film, the emotional power that its closing scenes will pack. I like movies that catch you off-guard like this one does.

Duvall plays Felix Bush, a hermit who has lived in a self-imposed exile in the Tennessee woods for the better part of 40 years. His only friend is his mule; when he goes into town, he's likely to start a fight (and win). But he's feeling mortal these days, so he goes into town to ask the preacher (Gerald McRaney) to help him make preemptive funeral arrangements. The preacher's not much help, but Buddy (Lucas Black), who works at the local funeral home, overhears the conversation, and tells his boss Frank (Bill Murray) about it. The pair visits Felix and offers their services. He explains what he wants--to throw a big "funeral party" before his death, so that he can attend. He wants to hear the stories that everyone thinks are true--and tell a few of his own.

Schneider's direction is loose but involving--he's not in a hurry, but doesn't bore the audience either, keeping a deliberate but steady pace. The screenplay by Chris Provenzano and C. Gaby Mitchell (from a story by Provenzano and Scott Seeke) has some funny bits--like Murray's piqued interest in Duvall's "hermit money" or the scene where he takes Duvall to get a promotional picture taken (when the photographer asks, "Do you want him to smile?", a bemused Murray replies, "That is his smile")--and is full of warm little throwaway moments, like the way Black interacts with his baby when his wife is in a foul mood. Most impressively, they manage to make the increasingly tiresome device of the gradually-revealed flashback (the film opens with the image of a burning home and a fleeing figure, and it's not explained until Duvall's big scene at the end) not only play, but play beautifully.

Duvall continues to amaze me; he's reached that magical age for an older actor, where they've been doing it so long, it comes second nature. His lantern-lit chat with Sissy Spacek is so off-hand, yet so absorbing--you can't catch either of them "acting." And he's absolutely unafraid to underplay, as in the uncomfortable scene with McRaney's preacher, which he basically harrumphs and grunts his way through. But he's never at a loss for words, and when he tells his friend Reverend Charlie (the wonderful Bill Cobbs) that "I built my own jail and put myself in it, and stayed in it for 40 goddamned years," he burns with bitterness, anger, pain. Murray's medicine-man dialogue patterns, meanwhile, mesh perfectly with Duvall's guttoral tones. Murray is funny here, but in a legitimate and unselfish way--he's never funny outside of the character, nor does he merely transform Frank Quinn into a "Bill Murray type." And though it's mostly a comic role, he doesn't blink when the script puts him eye-to-eye with Duvall. It's a disciplined, fully realized piece of work. Complimenting them both, Lucas Black (who I still think of as the kid in Sling Blade) continues to develop into a fine actor, full-faced and handsome, his distinctive accent still one of his best qualities.

Video:

The MPEG-4 AVC transfer is just magnificent, beautifully reproducing the crisp, detailed, evocative photography. Because of the period setting, much of the nighttime action is played by the light of the fire--lanterns, fireplaces, and the like. Those scenes play out in a warm, golden glow, while the black levels of those nighttime scenes are just excellent--rich, inky, just about flawless. There's not much more to say--the film is wonderfully photographed, and the 2.35:1 image is just gorgeous.

The English 5.1 DTS-HD Master Audio track is strong as well, even though this is the kind of muted, dialogue-heavy title that doesn't usually impress audiophiles. However, the environmental sounds of Felix's woods are immersive and well-placed, while the frequent scenes of rainfall and thunderclaps give additional life to the soundscape. The evocative score is well-modulated, and dialogue reproduction is crystal clear. It's an outstanding mix.

English and French 2.0 Digital Stereo options are also offered, as are English, English SDH, French, Spanish, and commentary subtitles.

Actors Robert Duvall and Sissy Spacek, director Aaron Schneider, and producer Dean Zanuck pitch in on the Audio Commentary, which is laid-back and conversational, while still engaging and informative. Duvall is particularly entertaining, full of jokes and compliments towards his collaborators, even adopting a kind of interviewer's tone when asking the director and producer about the origins of the film and the casting process. It's well worth a listen.

"The Deep South: Buried Secrets" (7:40) is a fairly straightforward EPK-style promo piece; not terribly penetrating, but with some interesting interview snippets from the filmmakers regarding the picture's difficult journey to the screen. "Getting Low: Getting into Character" (9:29) focuses on the actors, with Duvall, Murray, Spacek, and Black discussing their characters and interactions with each other; "A Screenwriter's Point of View" (5:07) features co-writer C. Gaby Mitchell discussing his contributions to the screenplay.

The "Cast and Crew Q&A" (9:25) comes from the 2010 Tribeca Film Festival (where I first saw it), with the three leads, director Schneider, producer Dean Zanuck, and two of the screenwriters answering questions from the festival audience. "On the Red Carpet" (4:23) features interview snippets from outside the film's Los Angeles premiere.

A selection of additional Sony Previews are also included, as is the original Theatrical Trailer (2:05). The disc is also BD-Live compatible, though updates were not yet available at the time of this review.

Get Low's many fine elements--those down-to-the-bone performances, the rustic photography, the jangly yet mournful score--come together masterfully in its closing scenes, the funeral party itself. There's a moment towards the end where Duvall looks at himself in the mirror intensely, the images layering and rotating on the screen as they do in his mind, and then he walks out in front of the town and tells them his deepest, darkest secret. It's an extraordinary scene, and Duvall holds the audience in spellbound silence. This is an actor. And Get Low is one of his shining moments.

Jason lives in New York. He holds an MA in Cultural Reporting and Criticism from NYU.