Jim and I just got back from taking in the Sunday afternoon showing of The Way, starring Martin Sheen and directed by his son Emilio Estevez (the one that didn’t go off the rails this year). It was playing at the Opera House – one of our favorite ways to enjoy a Sunday afternoon sans check-ins is to have a late brunch at the Press Room and then have popcorn at the movies later in the afternoon. We call that dinner.
It turned out to be a wonderful way to spend two hours – a movie with meaning but without violence or gratuitous sex, with heart but without maudlin sappiness, with inspiration and faith but no doctrine or dogma. Ridiculously, I had a lump in my throat and wet eyes even as I smiled at the ending. Yes, there were predictable moments but none of the pilgrims’ journey felt forced, and Sheen was a marvelously controlled soul for this film. He perfectly portrays a man on an unexpected journey (the pilgrimage of the Camino de Santiago to the tomb of Saint James in Northern Spain) after the sudden death of his only son. “You don’t choose a life, you live it” is the creed that Sheen inherits from his son.
If you’re not lucky enough to have an independent movie theater like the Opera House showing this movie, it’s also available on DVD. See it – you’ll be glad you did.
Jeanne & Jim at the
Thomas Shepherd Inn B&B in Shepherdstown, WV