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If you're not familiar
with A
Clockwork Orange you might not get what's going on here. Is this
a mannequin factory gone awry? Did I just step into some sort of futuristic
sadist's dream? Well, the answers are no and yes. Named after the
bar frequented by the ultra-violent characters in the Anthony Burgess
novel of the same name, the owners of this joint have tried to recreate
the futuristic kitsch of that movie with mixed success. Stark white
is the color of the day, with TV headed mannequins and other space
junk lying around. The "crowd" is mostly stunned tourists and uptowners
out on a dare. We put quotes around the word crowd because most people
surveyed can't really recall seeing any more than fifteen people in
the whole place. Rumor has it that they actually serve alcoholic milk
drinks named after famous killers--as if we need a another reason
to vomit. The first time we entered this place, they were playing
the then still underground Pam
& Tommy Lee Sex Tape on the multiple screens around the bar. Needless
to say, we spent very little time looking around and sampling the
beverages... There may have been some music on somewhere but, again,
we were oblivious. So far as we can remember, there was a DJ spinning
your typical dancy clubbish type music. This is certainly one of those
places that's interesting to check out on the way somewhere else,
but as far as making it a destination, we think you and your droogies
may be better off settling down in a place far, far away. [MF]
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