Overview: Diane Lane and Kevin Costner while ‘Let Him Go’

Superman, that dull lug, has happily flown the coop.

They’re together again in “Let Him Go,” now front and center but similarly retired and living near the land. Along with the pairing is at least as excellent. Both Lane and Costner, earthy and direct actors from the beginning, have just added thickness with age. As long-married Montana ranchers at”Let Him Go” (in theaters Friday), they are essentially the platonic ideal of a conservative, striped Americana. They can sell you a mountain of trousers whenever they desired to.

In Bezucha’s film, adapted from Larry Watson’s book, they’re Margaret and George Blackledge, and also the opening scenes are of ominous stability. Their son James (Ryan Bruce) returns from the areas for breakfast, turning the radio and dance along with his wife, Lorna (Kayli Carter), along with their newborn. When there’s a hint of discord, it is at a minute where Lorna places her son underwater too hot, causing Margaret to take the kid with what probably is not her initial reproachful glance at her daughter-in-law. It is an early indication: “Let Him Go” could be put on recognizable, stressed Western plains, however, it is about mothering.

In a run of fast-moving occasions, James is murdered in a horsing accident. Bezucha cuts instantly to three decades afterward, when Lorna is remarrying at a little, joyless ceremony. Shortly afterward, Margaret sees that the brand new husband Donnie (Will Brittain) striking both mom and son to the road. Before she has had much time to react to this, she discovers that the family has moved from the new apartment. She is going to search for these, she says. George, a former lawman, has got in.

As two childless, grieving figures traversing a Western landscape, the Blackledges appeared carved from elegiac mythology. They’re attempting to conquer the loss they believe pumped over their own lives. “An inventory of what we’ve lost.” It is an impression made stronger by Lane and Costner, both of whom are coming into a genre they have seen before but from a different perspective in life. (Costner is much more recognizable with Westerns thanks to”Dances With Wolves,” Wyatt Earp” and many others, but do not forget Lane in”Lonesome Dove.”)

Their search takes them into North Dakota at which the dark standing of Donnie’s household, the Weboys (pronounced”wee-boys”), starts to encircle them until they have even crossed state lines. Locating them all seems unsure, however they handle this, and at a menacing supper, they fulfill the Weboys. Their clan, also, includes a powerful matriarch at Blanche (Lesley Manville, bringing dramatic flair to an otherwise controlled film), a far more violent and menacing corollary into Margret.

However, the crash of both households is handled awkwardly. The Weboys, including a smiling father (Jeffrey Donovan) and two other brothers, never encounter clearly. It is uncertain what they care about, except that they are bad information, and their cruelty comes off as odd, extravagant expressions in uncertainly specified roles. What sounds setup to get a slow-burn showdown between rival grandmas dissipates in dull shoot-outs that sidelines Lane’s Margaret in just the wrong moment. It is Margaret who directs the fee, and it is Lane’s film even if the film momentarily forgets it.