Although it is not technically a feature film, HBO’s $250 million budgeted The Pacific arrives with more hooplah than a season full of big screen releases combined. So on premiere night, expectations were high that the series would arrive with a buffet worthy of the production’s prestigious status.
After the screening at Mann’s Chinese Theater the crowd Hollywood across Hollywood Blvd. to the Roosevelt Hotel (the episode was good btw for those who care about that sort of thing). The Roosevelt had been done over in 1940’s theme with olde timey army jeeps posted outside, the waiters dressed as uniformed soldiers, war bonds posters and jitterbuggers dancing on little stages.
Readers of this column know the enormous importance I place on a buffet playing off a film’s theme. Simply having “good food” may be fine for a wedding reception, but in Hollywood, quality should be a given; theater is what’s required. Readers will remember the enormous success I foretold for Juno when they masterfully executed a high school food theme at their premiere.

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