Like many others, I go here because there are not many options on the east side, and Sam's Town ( a solid 3 star establishment) isn't always showing what you want to see. Have to hand it to them that the theater is on one end of the building, so you don't have to walk all the way through the casino to get to it. Unfortunately there isn't really a whole lot of parking convenient to the entrance (am I the only one who has noticed that the State of Nevada has issued handicapped placards to EVERYONE)? There used to be valet service at that door, but it disappeared along with the rest of their customer service long ago.\n\nSo, you have to tack an extra 15 minutes on to your trip so you don't miss the previews, which, as we all know, are the best part. \nOn the other hand, don't hurry down, as we did, to make it to a showing that starts before 5 to get the slightly more reasonable matinee prices. No matinee rates on the weekend. Seriously?\n\nIn addition, we got into the (horrifically overpriced) concession line with only one party ahead of us, but it seemed to be a complicated transaction because the other line managed to serve 4 groups before the befuddled teenager in ours finally figured it out. Don't know which of the kids was supposed to be in charge of popcorn, but they were all out and BG had to go back and pick it up (at least it was hot and fresh). \n\nThe theater was adequate if not great, but we were disturbed a couple of times by youngsters chasing each other up the aisles. Where are the Nazi-trained ushers of my youth, standing with arms crossed and jaws clenched, ready to take out the frustration of their miserable circumstances on any intrepid hooligan who dared step out of line? Better yet, where were their parents? Probably at the Galaxy, which is where I'm going next time no matter what.