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There is some sort of
overwhelming sadness about this place. I can't quite put my finger
on it, but just sitting at one of the worn tables in this dark theme
restaurant/bar brings on a sucking despair that can only be overcome
with a nice Silkwood shower or decapitation. Dead movie stars stare
out at you from grease-streaked frames as bored servers flit around
in various states of drug withdrawal. I can't be sure on the whole
smack thing, but there has to be some excuse for the inattentive service.
After eating my French onion soup, I almost wish our waitress had
stayed tied-off in the bathroom, as it was more like gruel than soup.
The turkey burger was like some spongy mass. Perhaps the prop-master
from Dawn of the Dead was now a cook at this film-centric establishment,
and was severely desperate to get back into the game. In any case,
unless you like your restaurants tasteless and awkward, we'd steer
clear of this joint and head on over to a place that doesn't make
a mockery of the wonderful industry that brought us Baby Geniuses
and Gigli. [MF]
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