Moulin Rouge: Whoops!

The Moulin Rouge development that will never be.

Oh dear, oh dear. Seems like the City of Las Vegas unwittingly obstructed its own arson probe into the demise of the Moulin Rouge when it allowed the property to be immediately demolished. Sloppily, the actual tearing-down was farmed out to the property’s former owners, who happened to have a demolition contractor on site during the blaze.

The fire’s cause remains speculative and no finding of arson has been made — and now perhaps never will. But the city’s decision not only looks overhasty, it was (at the very least) cavalier to entrust it to dispossessed Moulin Rouge Development Corp. and not new owner Olympic Coast Development. The latter’s prexy, John Hoss, told the Las Vegas Sun he found the chain of events “a little odd” and “a weird coincidence.” Since Hoss is only trying to corral a $100,000 insurance claim, the city could get stuck with an asbestos-removal tab as high as $1.1 million.

Can they screw this up any further? Is the Pope Catholic?

F’bleau-minus. The bankrupt resort’s developer, Jeffrey Soffer, proposes some unspecified corner-cutting to get the project back on budget. (“On budget” being a very relative term where Fontainebleau is concerned.) Combine this with the allegedly secret “Enhanced” costs for F’bleau’s highly touted amenities and the moral of the story is that what you see on the Web site or in the design renderings has a tenuous relationship to what you’ll actually get.

At least Soffer is offering to chip in some equity, unlike former investor James Packer, who scuttled away from F’bleau the moment the chips were down.

Gator on the loose. One of Las Vegas’ larger parks got a lot more interesting yesterday when a 42-inch-long alligator turned up. Instead of entrusting the spunky fellow to a local zoo or perhaps one of our local casino-based wildlife habitats, the Wildlife Dept. killed him. Bastards. I hope they never get their mitts on our beloved Mojo

Mojo, the monarch of Huntington Press.

Speaking of James Packer … griefs are arriving in battalions (thanks, Mr. Shakespeare) for City of Dreams. In terms of mass-market business, Venetian Macao is eating City of Dreams’ lunch. “Despite 41,000 people walking through City of Dreams every day since it opened in the first week of June, most of the visitors were just admiring the decor instead of sitting down at its tables for a game of baccarat,” reports The Age.

Not only is one analyst projecting a 15% earnings shortfall for Melco Crown Entertainment, another has tripled his loss-per-share projection. J.P. Morgan is also revising its 2010 cash-flow projections on the $2.1 billion megaresort to 13% ROI, down from 17%. (That’s still a better return on investment than you can get on the Las Vegas Strip.)

Did Steve Wynn take Packer to the cleaners when sold him 37% of a casino concession for $1 billion? Wynn had a chance to size up Packer and deemed him not yet ready for the big leagues. Score another one for El Steve.

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