This is one of the best and most horrible places I've been.
Crowd is composed of various dangerous-looking people, some of whom were on oxygen or in wheelchairs. One bartender is a cranky Uncle Jesse impersonator whom--I was told--turns off the karaoke from time to time in mid-song. The other bartender appeared to have something else on his mind: Perhaps a desire to be somewhere, anywhere else. They were out of a couple of the beers on tap this particular visit. TV's are all over the place and most of them are tube sets, some with skewed pictures. Drinks are not especially cheap, but not that expensive, either.
So what's so good about it?
It reminded me of the Thunderdome, and on a few occasions I felt like shouting out "WHO RULES BARTERTOWN!!!!!?!?!?!?!?!" in a faux Aussie accent. This is Metrocenter and the West side after the apocalypse. It's already happened, and we didn't even need nukes.
So, four stars for the wonderful, horrible experience.