“Criminal” architects and their journalistic supporters, called to answer for their abominations visible for all to be offended by in the City of Light:
Nor is this visual hell [in Paris] the consequence of the need to build cheaply. Where money is no object, contemporary architects, like the sleep of reason in Goya’s etching, bring forth monsters.
The Tour Montparnasse (said to be the most hated building in Paris), the Centre Pompidou, the Opéra Bastille, the Musée du quai Branly, the new Philharmonie, do not owe their preternatural ugliness to lack of funds, but rather to the incapacity, one might say the ferocious unwillingness, of architects to build anything beautiful, and to their determination to leave their mark on the city as a dog leaves its mark on a tree.
The perspicacious polymath Dalrymple reviews a book much to his taste in First Things.