| I confess I have not been in the Ambassador in close to 20 years, and I probably had good seats any time in the last 30, so I should probably avoid opining on it. Notwithstanding, I hate the Marquis. I hate what was torn down to build it (though I realize that the theatre per se cannot be blamed for that, I hate that I feel like I am at a dental convention before I get to my (comfortable) seat, and I hate that I feel like I am in a barn when I do. And when I have been seated in the rear, although I can see and hear everything, I feel like I am watching from another zip code. To each their own. |