I see you have rated Old Joy highly. Any elaboration there? It sounds like a good old film to escape into after a bland Sunday searching for the soul/hanging on like a loose shirt button.
And yes, I jest about Stigmata. After all these years, it's certainly NOT worth a second look.
As an aside to The Way, I did happen to bump into Martin Sheen in the corridors of NUI Galway once. I wasted that moment by giddily spitting out the words uttered by his son to him in Hot Shots, Part Deaux: 'I loved you in Wall Street'. He laughed embarrassingly and said thanks as he walked on. I really regret not following through with '...but you were best in Badlands'. What are you going do, eh?