Tristan S.
Yelp
Despite being a New England-liberal, Wal-Mart hating, Tofu-loving, studious patron of counterculture, I don't harbor the intense hatred of malls that so many of my friends adere to. I mean yeah, they stifle local businesses, and are often a beacon for vapid teenagers with Amex Platinum cards cosigned on by their parents to congregate to after school. Ten years ago, it was to wax ecstatic on how much better they were than everyone else cause they wore a BUM equipment sweater and liked Third Eye Blind, and nowadays, it's to mope about in Converse All-Stars looking for Invader Zim memorabilia, whining about how everyone hates them. Oh, the times, how they change!
I don't know what the hell is up with Arsenal Mall. The Cambridgeside Galleria, the Prudential Center, Fanieul Hall... they all play host to the same shops, and they're all in fairly populated areas, so, why should they differ at all? Malls are weird like that.
Don't get me wrong, I don't go to a mall to find a sense of community or deeper meaning beyond "sweet, I can get a Cinnabun and munch it down while pushing buttons on the stereos at Cambridge Soundworks!" But Arsenal Mall must have been built on an ancient Indian burial ground, or have a construction worker encased in cement somewhere in its superstructure or something. The place is so freakin' dead! I don't get what it is. I've been up at the food court, surrounded by somewhat jovial mallgoers, watching my friends eat burgers and there's this sense of forboding waste.
Maybe it's something with the way the place is laid out: the place is reeeeeally long, and the space between either wall is quite wide; you could probably fit three lanes of traffic in there. Because of this, no matter how many people are in the place, it feels empty. Maybe it's just that it isn't as bright, open, and cheery as other malls: the ceilings are fairly low for a shopping center,and while some storefronts are bright and shiny because that's what the owner or chain dictates it should look like, the mall itself is just kind of "eh." There's a really dead, tiny strip mall across the street that houses a DMV and some other miscellaneous little shops, and it seems about as lively.
For some reason, every time I've been here, it's been grey out; even on days where initially everything was bright and sunny. In fact, I recall the last summer I was there, I'd had enough of the heat, and drove to the Best Buy across the street where I managed to get the last air conditioner they had, and then took my '86 Saab 900 Turbo hatchback across the street for an oil change and service at Charles River Saab. Instead of waiting and looking at new Saabs I couldn't afford, I went over to Arsenal to grab a bite, and when I came out, it was no longer hot and bright and sunny: it was grey, blustery, and rainy. I mean what the hell is up with that, Arsenal Mall?
So as far as I'm concerned, this mall is, in fact, evil. Or at the very least hexed. Hence, one star... the one star being because it has a roof, walls, and bathrooms.