This review is for the Beachers Mad House show in the MGM specifically. I did not stay in this hotel, but while in Vegas for a friends birthday, we got tickets to the Saturday night \"performance.\" (Beachers is somewhere between a club and a carnival side show complete with midgets, a DJ and the requisite cocktail servers busting out of their corsets). There were 10 of us in the group so at $89/each we ended up spending $1K just on tickets. That doesn't include any alcohol and come to find out, does not in fact guarantee a seat. You are basically paying about hundred bucks just for a spot in line. After waiting for half an hour or so, we were approached (in the restroom no less) by a Mad House sales rep offering us a table and bottle service. Since it was a special occasion and we wanted to be sure our friend had a great night, my boyfriend picked up the tab. Two bottle minimum which included mixers and a booth at the very back of the theater, for $1500.  All of that was fine (of course it's a rip off, we expected that), until about an hour into the evening when one of the girls in our group left to use the restroom.  Upon trying to re-enter she was told by the bouncer that she wasn't allowed back in--no explanation given. When she insisted that she be allowed back in to get her belongings and let the rest of us know where she was, she was very rudely told that she was out of luck and that she had been cut off and would not be allowed back in, even to gather her purse and jacket. Noticing shed been gone for quite a long time, my boyfriend, who had paid for the entire thing discovered that a security guard had seen her trip trying to get to the bathroom and had deemed her too drunk to come back in. To be fair, she had a couple drinks and was certainly not sober but by no means was she belligerent either. The booths sit on a raised platform and the back of the theater was almost pitch black; when she stood up to go to the restroom she missed the ledge and slid on ice from a drink someone had spilled in front of our table that had not been cleaned up.\n\nMy boyfriend spent nearly an hour lobbying for her to be allowed to re-enter (by this point everyone has completely sobered up and the mood is ruined anyway, not to mentioned we've missed most of the show), to no avail. \n\nJust to summarize, we spent about three grand total for this \"performance\" only to miss most of the show, be told that our friend was too drunk to come in (how is it even possible to be too drunk to get into a club on Satruday night in Vegas--especially when you've paid for bottle service??), and generally be treated as second class citizens, the most disturbing part was how rude and disrespectful the bouncers/staff were. They openly mocked my friend while she waited outside the theater, (\"guess you should have learned to handle your liquor,\" laughed in my boyfriends face when he pointed out that we were spending a fair amount of money, and  generally seemed to take perverse pleasure in ruining the evening for everyone.\n\nI had always heard that the staff and service at MGM were sub par and this experience did nothing to persuade me to feel otherwise. We spent several thousand dollars on a show we barely saw, drinks we apparently should not have actually drunk because heaven forbid(!) someone become intoxicated in the club, and  an overall atmosphere that wasn't even that fun. Whether you're looking to spend $100 or $3000, I'd highly recommend avoiding Beachers Mad House at all costs.