Get Low is a handmade kind of film. Its ambitions are modest, but fully attained. I rarely use the words ''go see it'', but I hope a lot of people do.

1930s-set, treacle-pulsed snooze-'em-up.

Aaron Schneider's southern folk tale comes slathered in corn syrup, oozing its way towards a climax that's not so much big reveal as dying whimper.

It’s moving and heartbreaking, but doesn’t deliver the smacked-upside-the-head-whammy the build-up suggests. After the final bit of information, we realize this movie is more of a “journey” and less than a “destination” type of story.