I went on a road trip once that necessitated driving diagonally through Ohio. Mid-state we were tantalized by the ever-tempting Target, and stopped to buy snacks and whatnot. When we got back in the car, WE COULD NOT GET OUT OF COLUMBUS, OHIO. We kept missing the highway entrance, pulling over to look at the map again, cursing at each other (my brother is especially inventive), and then getting stuck again. Overall, we had a lovely time in each others' company (road trip!), but the near-misses were maddening. This story, of course, is an allegory for The Ides of March, which also takes place in Ohio. Only watch it is you like the cast and don't mind being stuck in Ohio for awhile.