Welcome to the latest installment of Flickchart Road Trip, in which I’m starting in Los Angeles and “driving” across country, watching one movie from each state and posting about it once a week. The new movie I watch will go up against five movies from that state I’ve already seen, chosen from five distinct spots on my own Flickchart. Although I won’t tell you where the new movie actually lands in my chart (I don’t like to add new movies until I’ve had a month to think about them), I’ll let you know how it fared among the five I’ve chosen. Thanks for riding shotgun!

Connecticut has a bit of a split personality, which has entirely to do with whether you live closer to New York or to Boston. Once again I am seeing the world in terms of sports. If you live in the northern part of Connecticut, you tend to support the Boston sports teams, but if you’re just outside New York City, it only makes sense that you would follow the New York teams. Since I’m a Boston guy, and since Connecticut is a New England state, I feel like all Connecticut residents should support the Red Sox, Patriots, Celtics and Bruins. Geographic proximity? P’shaw. (Connecticut did have its own professional team at one point, hockey’s Hartford Whalers, but they moved to North Carolina and became the Carolina Hurricanes in 1999.)

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