The Imitation Game

Alan Turing wins WW2. The journey of the investigating detective from the '50s was well done -- he's all keen to bust himself a commie spy, is then disgusted by the fact Turing is merely a poofter, and then horrified that he's being forced to prosecute a genuine war hero for what really is nothing.

It was good to see, although I generally don't go into this whole going-to-movies-to-make-myself-sad thing that Oscar-bait seems to entail. I don't know that this rises to the level of Oscar-bait, but it is well done.