Scarlett, Princess of Magic has settled into her new revue, Scarlett and her Seductive Ladies of Magic, which finally gives me a reason to encourage people to visit the Riviera. The video below is taken from Scartlett’s family-friendly V Theater show (long since closed) but many of the same tricks are reprised, on a bigger scale — and with far less clothing. Her instance, the one-piece has devolved into a ‘barely there’ red bikini. Make sure your pacemaker is in working order.
There’s some incredibly perfunctory toplessness from two assistants/dancers but it’s Scarlett who brings the sexy — and how! If this doesn’t work out, she’d make a formidable contestant on Dancing with the Stars, too. I’m no great judge of magic but Scarlett is definitely the most hot-cha Strip headliner not named Marie Osmond. In a classy gesture, Scarlett’s former presenter, David Saxe, was at the Riv last night amidst the well-wishers.
As for the Riv itself, corner-cutting is omnipresent, sometimes amusingly so. The post-Scarlett cocktail party featured but a lone plate of bruschetta and some cheese cubes. When they were (quickly) gone, they were gone. The Riv is just hanging on by its fingernails, even if it’s not fallen off the cliff yet.
Amazed. It looks like an open-ended run is assured for this afternoon comedy show, highlighted by guitar-playing impressionist Mark Rayburn. (After you’ve seen him, you’ll never take Gordie Brown seriously again.) Tickets are just a wee bit steep for a 2:30 p.m. show, but this is a winner, much better than certain comedy shows which I’ve seen and/or reviewed recently. I can’t recommend it too highly. My more extended impressions of Amazed and Scartlett are due for publication in the near future.
Buffet bulletin. No word yet on whether MGM Grand, Luxor, Excalibur or Stratosphere are reining in their all-day buffet specials. Ben Bernanke‘s confidence notwithstanding, optimism in Vegas should be tempered with caution … and price increases probably should not even be contemplated until those downward-trending visitation numbers start heading up for a change. One needn’t be an economist to see that Nevada’s recovery, when it happens, will be slow in coming.
The juice behind the juice. Could the speedy restoration of Privé‘s liquor license, following some cosmetic changes in management, have had another motive? Like maybe a precipitate dropoff in Planet Hollywood foot traffic? Xania Woodman reports, you decide.
Goliath gets a clean bill of health.
Goliath adopted? There’s a glimmer of hope that little Goliath may soon find a new home. Why then am I so melancholy?
