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Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Celebrating at the Top


Let's say you had something to celebrate. Plus, there's a perplexingly pulchritudinous person whom you've convinced to participate in the celebration. Pray tell, where should you ponder your recent approbation? To where will you and this prepossessing partridge perambulate to partake in a phial of Champagne?

Well, I might make at least one major recommendation: the Mandarin Sky Lobby. There's a mysterious lounge up there on the 23rd floor masked by massive lenses with magnificent views of Las Vegas. If I may, men go mad for it, and ladies love it.

I was here for Perrier-Jouët, which they graciously serve by the glass, but their cocktail list looked proper, including a section dedicated to tea. The views really are fabulous, or fabuleaux, as they say down the street in Paris. The service, attentive but elegant—not pushy or rushed. A place like this could probably get away with letting some things slide; enough people are willing to pay preciously for the sophisticated vibe and views, so it's a testament to their managerial acumen that there's a high degree of attention to detail and an art to their service.

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A note on parking:
It's easier, in a way to valet at Aria. The Mandarin is a large building, but its decor is somewhat subdued. If you're not familiar with its precise location, park at Aria, which has far easier traffic access from Las Vegas Blvd, IMHO, walk past their gorgeous fountain, follow the little signs, and you'll be in an elevator heading skyward in about 12 parsecs (45 seconds).

Monday, September 30, 2013

Goodbye, Walter White

  

I like this image of Walter White. I took it from Salon.com, where several great articles about the show live. I'm sad the show is over. I'm really hoping BETTER CALL SAUL doesn't suck. 

Nothing surprised me about the denouement, having spent so much time with Bill Shakespeare, except maybe everyone in Walt's family, save Hank, survived. I expected at least Skyler to die, leaving the kids to be raised by her childless, flawed, Constance-like sister. 

I liked the Hamlet stuff in the end with the showdown/shoot-out that leaves Walt to die slowly until a flight of Angels sings him to his rest, and Fortinbras' troops storm the castle. And Jesse escapes like a Mad Tom O'Bedlam or maybe even a Malvolio whose galling had gone too far. 

The whole show was filled with Shakespearean Easter eggs. If I'd been an enthusiast of the show from the beginning, I would have Loved to document them all like a Trekkie. But now it's over, and Vince Gilligan has built up enough trust for another go around with one of my favorite character actors, Bob Odenkirk. I look forward to the adventures of Saul Goodman. Goodbye, Walter White.