by Madalene Regulski on
I'm guessing there are times when this place is decent. New Year's Eve is not one of those times. Bad enough that our party of five (What in the hell is Party of Five???) left after about forty minutes despite paying 150 bones apiece to get in. Don't get it twisted, you will not get your money's worth at the so-called "open bar". Crowd control was poor to the point of criminality. Literally the worst investment I've ever made, and I own a copy of Carnosaur on DVD.