Imagine actually choosing to stay in a gaudy, Las Vegas-styled hotel on the Sunset Strip…a modern stopover for young dipshits, ablaze with nocturnal, motion-flow blue lighting. I’m speaking of the Pendry Hotel (corner of Sunset and North Olive), which is a different idea and structure than the Pendry residences.
I was friendly to some extent with production designer Richard Sylbert, whose location choices for Chinatown were the stuff of legend, and I’m telling you he’d be appalled by this place. It’s rancid, soul-less.
