I don’t go to a lot of film festivals for reasons I won’t bore you with, but every year I can’t wait to get down to Charlottesville, Virginia, in late October and/or early November. It’s a day or three of low-pressure bliss in one of America’s loveliest college towns in its most beautiful (and allergy-free) season. Last year, I was honored to interview Robert Duvall onstage after a screening of The Apostle — my favorite film of the nineties, a drama in which the protagonist is at once magnificent and dangerously crazy, and which illuminates both the scary and sublime sides of revival-tent evangelism.