I have nothing against regional folklore, magical realism, or masculine rites of passagemuch less Kris Kristofferson, Gary Farmer, or Genevieve Bujoldso this 2006 tale of a Vermont farmer crossing the Canadian border with his 15-year-old son in 1936 to steal some bootleg whiskey sounded inviting. But Jay Craven’s stilted adaptation of a novel by Howard Frank Mosher lacks the urgency, the poetry, or the feeling for period that might have brought the material to life, while the cast seems to be largely squandered. Nice props and scenery, though. With Charlie McDermott, Lothaire Bluteau, and Luis Guzman. 103 min. (JR)