The ratio of tourist-to-local reviews of this place should be the first tipoff that it is to be avoided at all costs. If you know anything about Montreal you know that Crescent Street is a haven of overpriced drinks and overbearing guidos, with the exception of the wonderful gem that is Brutopia (hidden at the very bottom of Crescent near Rene Levesque).
When I lived in Montreal we would come here for drink specials and no other reason. Peacefully getting a drink at Thursdays is next to impossible because on your way to the bar you will be accosted by no fewer than five suitors who will bend over backwards to gain your favour, or at the very least, your attention. It's a pathetic little dance and you practically have to beat them off with a stick if you're even remotely attractive. It's seriously like some sort of bizarre insect mating ritual; the attraction is that primal.
One star for the drink specials and one star for (I guess) the boost to my ego?