I am so glad that someone who reads my newsletter recommended watching The Way with Emilio Estevez and Martin Sheen.
It was difficult for me to watch this the first time through. I kept having to stop the film and give myself some space. The second time watching seems to be going faster. I suspect it was written before cell phones became ubiquitous. Perhaps the dialogue was adjusted to account for the technological advance. In my youth, I wouldn't know where family and friends were when they were traveling.
This story reminds me of the walks I used to take around college back in the early nineties. I didn't make an international hiking trip, but enjoyed listening to others talk about theirs.
I'm really glad --and actually kind of relieved for some odd reason--that Emilio Estevez made this movie. It feels like a missing puzzle piece.