Catesby Leigh writes in the City Journal,
Modernist buildings, whether clad in glass or not, simply aren’t built to age gracefully—not only because of the way they’re constructed, but also because they aren’t designed to be loved. They are either commercially expedient products of the consumer culture or, less often, expensively histrionic but ultimately ephemeral fashion statements of the sort that Frank Gehry and Jean Nouvel concoct.
And that, my friends, is my main gripe with Modernist architecture. It’s ugly, and gets uglier.
