That's Entertainment?
Down East Contributing Editor Wayne Curtis goes searching for a Hollywood ending at Bangor?s new slot palace.
By Wayne Curtis
Does any sound set the heart to beating quite like that of dozens of coins cascading into a steel slot machine hopper? I don't think so. And it was the first sound I heard as I entered Hollywood Slots at Bangor on opening night. Call me Pavlov and park me at the nearest slot! The sound provokes in me an utterly reptilian urge to find a machine and feed it coins, fueled by the hope that I'll get even more coins in return.
So you can imagine my deep confusion when I rushed up to the nearest slot machine and discovered that neither this -- nor any one of the 475 newly minted machines in Bangor -- actually accepts or dispenses coins or tokens.
