Movies this weekend

J. Edgar is the strangest of movies. Hoover is portrayed not only with sympathy, but tenderness. Ten minutes before the end we become aware we watched Hoover's own version of his life. Yes, there are the odd scenes of him dictating his life to a series of young studs. But otherwise no visual, aural, or narrative clues to keep track of two evolving stories. It's rather a jumbled mess. Then at the end, post-mortem, the most tender scene of all. In the theater - audible sobs. Really? for this asshole? Not recommended. The Way, made by the devout Sheens, is far less manipulative. If nothing else it's a pretty good tourist flick. And a big lovable bear as one of the main characters.