More lounge than lanes, Lucky Strike at the Denver Pavilions isn't exactly your father's bowling alley. You won't find a soulless, big-box complex swarming with greasy-haired '50s Neanderthals, all hooting at women. Instead you'll find an intimate, plush, club-style room filled with the kind of sophisticated, trendy, urban young men used in cigarette ads. They'll be hooting at women, too, only with a pinkie ring and a martini, not a league button-down. A word of caution: You get what you pay for. Lucky Strike isn't for the budget-minded bowler — but if you can pick up that 7-10 split with Big Lebowski swank and swagger, then you want to roll here.