It's beautiful, big, and impressive. Combine that with talking statues and you've got a sure thing to impress my grandmother and the annoying tourists (not to imply that my grandmother is an annoying tourist).
There's nothing practical about this place, although Las Vegas isn't really known for being practical. Regardless, not being able to find the exit is amazingly frustrating. I'd like to think I'm a reasonable intelligent person and literally walking in circles makes for a real teeth grinding moment.
Downstairs? Upstairs? Who knows where you are. It's almost as if they just connected 3 different buildings and tried to make it seem like they belonged together.
Maybe I'm just bitter because I can't afford to even walk into some of the stores here. Maybe I was bothered by all of the idiots who stopped in the middle of traffic to gawk and take pictures of a non-lifelike talking head.