James Lileks comments on Vanity Fair's architectural tastes:
The second one makes me laugh, because it’s a 1987 building that uses every single played-out cliche from the early 60s. The rest are mostly machines for advancing careers; once you get a Leibeskind or a Gehry or a Koolhaus you’re a real city with real architecture, even if you got a library that has no relation to its function or its surroundings – or, for that matter, a front door. The most amusing may be the Parc de la Vilette, which has chairs that prohibit both comfort and conversation, and a fire-engine-red . . . thing that either serves as a piece of playground equipment on loan from hell, or an object adults can use to contemplate the futility of endeavor.
I do like the addition to the Nelson-Atkins Museum in Kansas City, Missouri – it’s like the chrysalis for a building, and at least it respects its neighbor; unlike the rest of the structures, it seems to be made by people from my species.