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| - My wife and I decided to catch a afternoon movie, a rare treat with a two year old, and decided to go to the Ipic theatre. We had previously gone to a cineopolis in del mar, California, which was a fantastic experience. Unfortunately, this was not nearly as good a experience.
For starters, the price was steep, even for luxury cinemas standards. This in itself wouldn't have been too bad if you'd get what you pay for. In my opinion we did not get that. The theatre is nice looking, and the bathrooms are modern and very clean. The staff was helpful with one exception, but I'll get to that. The absolute biggest disappointment of the afternoon was the seats. For $25 per seat I'd expect a comfortable seat and a Unobstructed view. I'm 6'1 and the handrail going up the aisles was blocking out the bottom corner of the screen, minor perhaps, but at that price I expect better. The seat itself was old, and either a metal or wood bar in the back of the seat was stabbing me in the lower back. I thought "maybe it's just this one seat", but nope, my wife had the exact same issue. It would have been comfortable enough if not for those bars. As it was though, they quite literally kept me from enjoying the movie. My feet were basically hanging over the woman in front of me, it was slightly embarrassing and uncomfortable. Thankfully we didn't have any feet above us, being in the last row, otherwise I don't think I would have stayed.
The food, while expected to be overpriced, was tiny and a la carte. Fries are $9 extra. Ouch. Do I dare look what I paid for that cup of ice (with some soda to fill the spaces)? The service was decent, though I'd have preferred a button to call the guy, vs him just showing up during the movie at times.
$26 for a plate with a appetizer as a side and a piece of pie the size of my thumb. Ouch again.
The movie would have been so much more enjoyable if those seats hadn't made my entire lower body go numb. Am I regressing?
Finally, the torture in the seats was over and we were leaving. While waiting for my wife, I mentioned the uncomfortable seats to the girl manning the podium where she checks your tickets. She looked at me like I was blank wall. I don't know if my comment just didn't register with her, or if she couldn't believe my audacity to mention something so unthinkable to her. Either way, she just gave me a blank stare and said nothing. I walked away.
So there is a nice AMC luxury cinema in town? Guess where I'm going next time.
Sorry, but this was a fail for Ipic theatres.
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