#like my guys i simply do not have hours to subtitle three videos and read long dry academic texts every week!!

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After about four hours, I have a lot of japanese chicken curry, seen the latest OSP detail diatribe, made a fair amount of dishes, and my back hurts (ouchie). And it's just 11pm! How very productive of me.

[yurimother]

LGBTQ Video Game Review – Lilycle Rainbow Stage!!!

I have recently had the pleasure of playing several amazing western visual novels and was happily contemplating the astonishing growth of the genre here when I sat down to play MangaGamer’s localization of PARTICLE’s Lilycle Rainbow Stage!!! This superb game came rushing in to quickly put me in my place and remind me that, no matter how far western visual novels may have come, Japan is still the master.

Lilycle features an ensemble cast of characters in various yuri relationships. The girls are spread between two sister schools. Fourteen of the main characters are students at one of these two schools and fifteenth, Tamaki, is a college student training to be a teacher. The game swaps between the perspectives of all of these characters, helping to make all of them feel central and important. However, three do rise above the others as the protagonists of Lilycle, Tamaki, the kind but bumbling teacher in training, Yuno the energetic idol, and the quiet but lovable ninja Saeka. The three of them form a love triangle around Saeka (although there is content for a Yuno and Tamaki relationship).

When a series has so many characters it can be difficult to make them all distinct. At first, I was overwhelmed and struggled to follow the characters. This problem was exacerbated by the game starting off with large scenes featuring all the characters. Luckily, I was quickly able to learn the personalities and relationships. The way in which the menu organizes the couples really helps here. Additionally, this is one of the few times where having stereotypical characters actually works to a video game’s benefit, as it makes the characters distinct and easy to learn. Sadly, by forcing characters to stick to these archetypes it makes many of them very repetitive and one note. Sure they are enjoyable at first but once you have seen them in a few scenes you have basically seen them all. A few of the characters are able to overcome this hurdle, particularly those whose routes have a bit more conflict in them. However, I was still able to enjoy all of the characters, even if many did not leave an impact.

There is not much of a central plot to speak of in the visual novel, as it has a more “slice of life” style story. However, each pairing’s relationship has its own growth and development over the course of the game. The story is organized into short chapters which are selected from a menu styled after a calendar, this helps to keep story progression straight in the game. While I played through them all in order of days it is entirely possible to just play one couple’s route from start to finish without touching the others. The routes follow the same basic pattern of friendship, confession, dating, and a finale in the relationship. The pacing here is somewhat awkward through the confessions, which are each in a nice stylized scene but are not built up to properly and so feel sudden. Afterward, the pacing becomes more consistent and enjoyable, In addition to episodes focused on one couple, there are plenty of group scenes which broadens the scope and features many or all of the characters interacting together. These were frequent highlights, as the characters and their dynamics played off each other well. 

A game of this type lives or dies on its heart, humor, and cuteness, and these are in no short supply. The dialogue between the characters, which makes up the vast majority of the text, is adorable and frequently hilarious. In the beginning, these jokes do seem limited to mostly: Character A says something outlandish and Character B responds exasperatedly threatening retribution, violence, or arrest. This annoyance is lessened significantly in the second half of the game after all the characters have begun dating each other. The humor becomes much more varied and several scenes had me cry out in laughter or squealing. At this point, the game becomes even more heartmushinly cute. If the first impressions are charming the latter half is a litter of kittens with halos covered in sparkles drinking gay juice.

While there are a few choices they have essentially no impact on the story save a couple of lines of dialogue. The one exception to this is in selecting which two of the three protagonists will date each other. This choice is exactly how I prefer my visual novel stories to be, with clear actions and consequences so that I know the results of my choices, no random guessing to try and get the best routes. It is even possible to replay this episode and make a different choice to unlock the other routes, making it easy to experience all the content the game has to offer. And by the great gay goddess of yuri does this game have plenty of content. 

Lilycle not only has a significantly sized route for each couple culminating in a lengthy and enjoyable experience, but a plethora of CG artwork, lots of different scenarios and situations to put the characters in, and even bonus recordings by each of the voice actors (which are subtitled in English). Speaking of the voice actors, they are astounding. Lilycle was advertised as staring some of the best Japanese voice talents from games and anime and it does not disappoint. Simply put, this is some of the best voice acting I have ever encountered in a visual novel. The game even gives you the option to disable individual characters voices if for some reason you ever wanted to do that.

The music, on the other hand, is a different story. I quickly found myself irritated with the overly cutesy tunes that played on an endless repeat. They match the aesthetic and story of the game pretty well but eventually, they got on my nerves and overall detracted more than they added to the experience. The multiple ending songs, sung as duets by each couples voice actors, were appreciated though, and I might even go back to give a few of them another listen.

The art in Lilycle is nothing short of extraordinary. The character sprites are highly stylized and distinct. Each of them is extremely detailed and even contains animated eyes, adding a realistic element. Character designer and artist Sakura Miwabe does a fantastic job here. I could simply stare at all of the characters for hours (and did at several points). Lilycle even goes as far as to include several outfits for each of the girls, a welcome addition. unfortunately, the rigid poses of the models are easily noticeable, with most sprites having only two or so poses. While their face changes based on the situation and dialogue, their bodies remain stiff, which pulled me out of the experience.

What the poses lack in variation is made up for by the other art assets present in the game. There are numerous backgrounds all of which are detailed consistent in style, matching the characters. Additional small details like chibi artwork of objects and scenes which appear in cutouts in the center of the screen or small character art in the corner when someone speaks off screen help add significantly to the overall quality. The GUI is also captivating, with the lower third text bubble being designed in a cute bright fashion to match the artwork. Sadly, the background of this bubble changes color to match the narrator, which combined with the different colored text can lead to results that are tragically hard to read or even physically painful because the colors clash so hard.

Finally, the crème de la yuri is the CG artwork. There is an astounding number of spectacular featured pieces in Lilycle, with each route getting several, including the group scenes. The CGs are collected in a gallery that I frequently visit and explore whenever I need a smile or to melt into a giggling pile of mush. There is not a single CG that I do not adore and admire. Lilycle is at its peak here with its artwork is perfect. In terms of both quantity and quaily PARTICLE has created something visually unmatched by other visual novels.

This game is undoubtedly a true yuri masterpiece, with such a multitude of cute couples laughing with (and at) each other, cuddling, and verbally expressing their love. It is so much fun to watch the girls blush and fumble their way through their first kiss or “I love you” with their partner. While Lilycle is all ages it does contain a fair amount of lewd content. Most of this is in the form of jokes or one-liners, some of which caught me so off guard that my laughter brought tears to my eyes. However, some of the actions of the characters are a bit more salacious and several CGs contain a not insignificant amount of service. Still, this game is overall pretty tame in everything but its overflowing cuteness.

I can happily say after playing Lilycle Rainbow Stage that it is a serious contender for ‘best yuri visual novel’ mostly thanks to its art and aesthetics. It may take a few missteps with a confused beginning and mediocre characters but it more than compensates with an extremely robust second half, jaw-dropping artwork, and adorable lesbian girls. If you have not already bought it from Steam or MangaGamer do so immediately.

Ratings: Story – 6 Characters – 6 Art – 10 Voice – 10 Music – 4 LGBTQ – 9 Lewdness – 4 Final – 8

Review copy provided by MangaGamer

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Transcription

As a fic writer for BatIM, I constantly found myself digging through playthroughs to find lines of dialogue or the writing on the walls. I’ve transcribed some stuff from the previous chapters, but this is the first time I’ve transcribed everything (i think. probably. hopefully) from a chapter. 

I figured I’d share it in case anyone else suffers like me and wishes they didn’t have to click through an hour long video to find two lines of dialogue. Or maybe that’s just me, who knows. 

Anyway, spoilers beneath the cut. Feel free to let me know if I left something out or messed something up, or add your own!

Wall Writing: 

(in the opening room)  

[note: asterisks indicate writing seen through the viewing tool]

Hope

*She will leave you for dead. 

*It’s inside the vault! 

*Let me out of here!

*So many questions. 

*Spoon

*Don’t go through the door!

* ^What door?!

*(coffin outline on Henry’s cot)

*There’s always hope.

*Take the spoon. 

*Look inside. You’ll need this. 

*You draw beautifully. 

(in the little village) 

Down here we’re all sinners.

Not Monsters // *Once people, now fallen into despair.

He will set us free.  

The Creator lied to us.

It’s time to believe.

What am I?

(on the way to ‘Bendy’s lair) 

Death —>

(on the way to ‘Bendy’s lair) 

I still remember my name (accompanied by smeared handprints) 

[note: I know there’s stuff written on the floor of the giant grid room, but the playthroughs I’ve seen so far didn’t show them enough for me to read what they said. There are arrows, however.]

(in the room with the ink tubes) 

Who’s laughing now?

(on the picture after the first credits sequence) 

Congratulations on your success! Your Best Pal, Henry Stein 

Dialogue: 

[note: I refer to Alice as Allison] 

Allison and Henry’s Opening Conversations: 

Allison: *singing/humming*

Henry: I know that song.

Allison: Everyone knows that song. Who are you? Why are you here? 

Henry: I was invited by an old friend… and now I can’t leave. 

Allison: Then you know more than we do. One minute we don’t even exist… just… thoughts. And the next minute… this place. 

Henry: Are you gonna let me out of here?

Allison: Down here, strangers aren’t good things. How can we trust you? We don’t even know what you are.

Henry: My name is Henry… I used to work here. 

Allison: I… I honestly don’t know my name… so, they call me Alice. But I’m no angel. You go back and rest. We’ll talk again later. 

Allison to Tom: It’s only for a few hours. No need to worry. I won’t go far… Only up to Level Six. Just stay here. Keep an eye on Henry, okay? I’ll be back as soon as I can. I promise.

Allison: Henry? Here, you must be hungry. Sorry… it’s all we have. 

Allison: I know you’re watching me… it’s just… a little creepy. 

Henry: You’re the one that writes on the walls. 

Allison: We all do. For some poor souls down here, it’s the only way they can be heard. But you don’t want to touch the ink for too long! It can claim you… pull you back. That’s how I met Tom. I was messing with things I shouldn’t have been and he… he was there. 

Henry: Why do you call him “Tom”?

Allison: He just seems to respond to it. 

Henry: Well, I don’t think he’s very fond of me. 

Allison: Let me show you something… Awhile back, I was mapping out one of the upper levels… when I noticed something reflecting off a piece of glass. I held up the glass, looked through, and on the wall behind me was a hidden message! Right there in plain sight! So, I kept looking… and found more and more messages everywhere in the studio! But you can’t see them with your eyes. Only through this! Take a look! I don’t know who’s leaving them, but I think they know how to get out of here. 

Henry: Where does it all lead to? 

Allison: Nowhere. I followed them for a long time… just leads me in circles. I don’t think I’m meant to leave this place, Henry. But maybe… you are. 

Henry: Alice… please let me out of here. 

Allison: Tom thinks you’re dangerous.

Henry: And what do you think?

Allison: I… I think… you’re the hope I’ve been waiting for. Go to sleep. Maybe tomorrow will be better. 

Allison to Tom: That was really stupid, Tom. You shouldn’t have gone out there! Now that he’s seen you… it’s only a matter of time… before he finds us here. (waves at Henry) 

Allison to Tom: We can’t just leave him! Not with the Ink Demon right outside our door! 

Henry: What’s going on?

Allison: He’s coming… we have to move on. 

Allison to Tom: Tom! We have to let him out! 

Allison to Henry: …I’m sorry.

Sammy’s Lines: 

(bursts through some boards)

Betrayed! Abandoned! I trusted you! I gave you everything… and you left me to rot! ...Why? WHY?! 

(during fight)

My lord, why have you forsaken me?  

[there was another, but I wasn’t able to hear it over the other sounds]

(mask is knocked off) 

No! Don’t look at me! Stay away! 

(trying to kill Henry)

Ah! You lied to me! You said I’d be free! Well, I’m going to free you now! Free your head right off your shoulders! Sheep, sheep, sheep… it’s time for… sleep. UGH!!!

Allison Angel’s Lines: 

(after Tom kills Sammy) 

That was close! You’re lucky we were in the neighborhood. 

Henry: Was that “him”?

I don’t think so… the Searchers and the Lost Ones built this place… Sammy must’ve been keeping them at bay. Now that he’s gone—looks like we’re in for a fight. Get ready! Watch out! Here they come! 

(during the fight)

Go back to your puddles! 

I’ve never seen this many before. 

Get away from me! 

We can do this. Keep fighting! 

(after the fight)

I think that’s all of them… but you never know where they’re going to crawl out of next. Probably best if we stay together from now on. Henry? Think you can lead the way? 

(Henry falls) 

HENRY!!!

(in the vault) 

Looks like whatever was here was taken long ago… 

Henry: How did you get down here?

It pays to carry a rope… you should try it. 

Henry: Look, I know where we have to go… and it’s not going to be pleasant. The Ink Demon has something that we need… I’m going after him. 

You want to go to his lair? Are you crazy? That’s death! 

Henry: That’s where the trail seems to lead. 

Well, it’s probably close by… probably through that door. But it won’t be easy to open. I’ll need three gears, a crowbar… hmm, some kind of counterbalance… (Tom punches the door open) Huh. Well, that works too… I guess. 

(‘Bendy’s wall shadows appear) 

Quiet. Don’t make any noise… 

(seeing the entrance to ‘Bendy’s lair) 

Wow! I’ve never seen this before! I don’t see any way around… nothing to build a raft with. 

Henry: We’ll have to wade across. 

We can’t… we’re not like you, Henry. If we go in there, well… a drop of water in the ocean is rarely seen again. 

Henry: Then I guess it’s all up to me… and I don’t even know what I’m doing here. I don’t even know why this is all happening to me. 

You’re here for a reason, Henry. There’s always a reason! Even when you can’t understand it. It’s time… set us free! 

Henry’s Lines: 

(entering the film vault room)

Now that’s interesting.

(seeing Charley/Piper for the first time) 

Not these guys again. I better stay out of sight.  [note: the subtitles leave out “I”]

(approaching desk) Hey, here’s my old desk. I’ve wasted so much time in this chair. 

(approaching ‘Bendy’s lair) 

They could have at least given me a weapon. 

(said simultaneously with Joey) 

The end. 

(reentering the studio) 

All right, Joey. I’m here. Let’s see if we can find what you wanted me to see.

 Joey’s Speech in the Throne Room: 

It’s simply awe-inspiring what one can accomplish with their own hands. A lump of clay can turn to meaning… if you strangle it with enough enthusiasm. Look what we built! We created life itself, Henry! Not just on the silver screen, but in the hearts of those we entertained with our fancy moving pictures. But… when the tickets stopped selling… when the next big thing came along… only the monsters remained… shadows of the past. But you can save them, Henry! You can peel it all away! You see, there’s only one thing Bendy has never known: He was there for his beginning… but he’s never seen: the end.

Joey’s Speech in his Kitchen: 

Henry? So soon? I didn’t expect you for another hour yet. Now you’re just trying to impress me. But I know… I know… you have questions. You always do! The only important question is this: Who are we, Henry? I thought I knew who I was… but… the success starved me. Nothing left but lines on a page. In the end, we followed two different roads of our own making. You, a lovely family… me… a crooked empire. And my road burned. I let our creations become my life. The truth is, you were always so good at pushing, old friend… pushing me to do the right thing. You should have pushed a little harder. Henry. Come visit the old workshop… there’s something I need to show you. [note: the subtitle says “want” instead of “need”] 

Unknown Child after First End Credits: 

Tell me another one, Uncle Joey. 

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How To Speak Korean Language - Korean Language For Beginners

How To Speak Korean Language

Hello Guys, Today we know how to speak Korean Language for beginners. Korean is the official language of South Korea, North Korea, and China's Yanbian Korean Autonomous Prefecture (For Speaking and Written), and it is the dominant community language of the Korean diaspora, spanning Uzbekistan to Japan to Canada. it's a desirable and sophisticated language of debated origins yet rich in history, culture, and wonder. Whether you're planning a vacation to the Korean World, trying to reconnect together with your heritage, or simply enjoy learning new languages, follow these simple steps to Know (How to speak Korean Language) speaking Korean and you will soon get on your thanks to fluency! Learn Hangeul (Korean), the Korean alphabet. The alphabet may be a good place to start out when you're learning to talk Korean, especially if you hope to reach reading and writing afterward. Korean features a fairly simple alphabet, although it's going to seem strange to most English speakers initially because it's completely different than the Roman alphabet.

How to learn Korean language

Hangeul (Korean) was created during the Joseon Dynasty in 1443. Hangeul (Korean) has 24 letters, consisting of 14 consonants and 10 vowels. However, if you include 16 diphthongs and double consonants, there are 40 letters in total. Korean also uses around 3,000 Chinese characters, or Hanja, to represent words of Chinese origin. Unlike Japanese Kanji, Korean Hanja are utilized in more limited contexts like academic writing, religious (Buddhist) texts, dictionaries, newspaper headlines, classical and pre-WWII Korean literature, and family names. In North Korea, the utilization of Hanja is nearly non-existent. Learn to count. Knowing the way to count is an important skill in any language. Counting in Korean is often tricky, as Koreans use two different sets of cardinal numbers, counting on the situation: Korean and Sino-Korean, which originated from Chinese and has a number of its characters. Use the Korean form for numbers of things (between 1 and 99) and age, e.g. 2 children, 5 bottles of beer, 27 years old. Ending consonants aren't aspirated, meaning there's no ending breath at the top of the syllable.  How To Learn Telugu – Understanding Telugu Vocabulary and Grammar What is Python? | What is Python used for | How to learn Python How To Study Faster: 50 Tricks to study Faster and More Effectively How to Play Guitar – Learn to Play Guitar How To Block Or Unblock Someone On Facebook: Android & Desktop

How To Speak Korean Alphabet

Here's the way to count to 10 within the Korean form : One = 하나 pronounced "hana" Two = 둘 pronounced "dul" Three = 셋 pronounced "set Four = 넷 pronounced "ne(t)" Five = 다섯 pronounced "da-seo(t)" Six = 여섯 pronounced "yeo-seo(t)" Seven = 일곱 pronounced "il-gob" Eight = 여덟 pronounced "yeo-deolb" Nine = 아홉 pronounced "ahob" Ten = 열 pronounced "yeol" Use the Sino-Korean form for dates, money, addresses, phone numbers, and numbers above 100.  Here's the way to count to 10 in Sino-Korean : One = 일 pronounced "il" Two = 이 pronounced "ee" Three = 삼 pronounced "sam" Four = 사 pronounced "sa" Five = 오 pronounced "oh" Six = 육 pronounced "yug" Seven = 칠 pronounced "chil" Eight = 팔 pronounced "pal" Nine = 구 pronounced "gu" Ten = 십 pronounced "sib"

Learn Basic Korean language

Memorize simple vocabulary. the broader the vocabulary you've got at your disposal, the better it's to talk a language fluently. Familiarize yourself with as many simple, everyday Korean words as possible - you will be surprised at how quickly they build up! When you hear a word in English, believe how you'd say it in Korean. If you do not know what it's, jot it down and appearance it up later. It's handy to stay a touch notebook on you in the least times for this purpose. Attach little Korean labels to items around your house, like the mirror, the cocktail table, and therefore the dish. you will see the words so often that you're going to learn them without realizing it! It is important to find out a word or phrase from ‘Korean to English’ also as ‘English to Korean.’ That way you'll remember the way to say it, not just recognize it once you hear it.

Learn To Speak Korean in 15 minutes

Learn some basic conversational phrases. By learning the fundamentals of polite conversation, you'll very quickly be ready to interact with Korean-speakers on an easy level. Try learning the words/phrases for: Hello = 안녕 pronounced "anyeong" (in an off-the-cuff way) and "anyeong-haseyo" during a formal way. Yes = 네 pronounced "ne" in any situation where you'd be speaking formally, or 응 "eung" if you're speaking with someone informally. No = 아니요 pronounced "aniyo" Thank you = 감사합니다 pronounced "gam-sa-hab-nee-da" My name is... = 저는 ___ 입니다 pronounced "joneun ___ imnida" but the sentence "내 이름은 ___ 예요" pronounced "nae ileumeun ____yeyo" also can be used. How are you? = 어떠십니까? pronounced "otto-sib-nikka" Pleased to satisfy you = 만나서 반가워요 pronounced "mannaso bangawo-yo" Goodbye when other party is staying = 안녕히 계세요 pronounced "an-nyounghi kye-sayo" Goodbye when other party or both of you're leaving = 안녕히 가세요 pronounced "an-nyounghi ga-seyo" Understand the sorts of polite speech. it's important to find out the difference between the degrees of ritual in Korean speech. Korean differs from English therein verb endings change counting on the age and rank of the person being addressed, also because the social setting. it's important to know how speech formality functions, so as to properly navigate polite speech. There are three major types within the degrees of formality: Informal - wont to address people of an equivalent age or younger, especially among close friends. Polite - wont to address people older than the speaker, a stranger, or a co-worker. it's utilized in formal social situations. Honorific - utilized in very formal settings like on the news or within the army. Rarely utilized in normal speech.

How to say I speak Korean Language

Study basic grammar. so as to talk any language correctly, it's necessary to review the grammar particular thereto language. There are several distinct differences between English grammar and Korean grammar, for example: Korean uses the topic - object - verb order, and therefore the verb always comes at the top of the sentence. In Korean, it's pretty common to omit the topic of a sentence when the topic being mentioned is understood by both the readers and therefore the speakers. the topic of the sentence could also be inferred from the context or may are mentioned in an earlier sentence. In Korean, adjectives function like verbs therein they will be altered and should combat different forms to point the tense of a sentence. Work on your pronunciation. Korean pronunciation is vastly different from English, and it takes tons of practice to be ready to pronounce words correctly.

How to learn Korean language fast

One of the main mistakes English speakers make is to assume that the pronunciation of Romanized Korean letters is just like an equivalent letter's pronunciation when speaking English. Unfortunately for language learners, this is often not the case. it's best to not learn with romanization because it slows your learning.

In English, whenever a word ends during a consonant, the speaker always makes a touch sound after saying that last letter. it's very faint and difficult to listen to for an individual with a ‘non-Korean ear’ to listen to . for instance , when an English speaker says “ship” there's a small sound of breath following the ‘p’ when their mouth opens. In Korean, they are doing not have that final ‘breath’ sound, as they only keep their mouths closed. - How To Learn Telugu – Understanding Telugu Vocabulary and Grammar - What is Python? | What is Python used for | How to learn Python - How To Study Faster: 50 Tricks to study Faster and More Effectively - How to Play Guitar – Learn to Play Guitar - How To Block Or Unblock Someone On Facebook: Android & Desktop Don't be discouraged! If you're serious about learning to talk Korean, keep at it - the satisfaction you will get from mastering a second language will far outweigh the difficulties you encounter along the way. Learning a replacement language takes time and practice, it won't happen overnight. Find a speaker: one of the simplest ways to enhance your new language skills is to practice speaking with a speaker . they're going to easily be ready to correct any grammar or pronunciation mistakes you create and may introduce you to more informal or colloquial sorts of speech that you simply won't find during a textbook. If you've got a Korean-speaker who is willing to assist , that's great! Otherwise, you'll place a billboard within the local paper or online or investigate whether there are any pre-existing Korean conversation groups within the area. If you cannot locate any Korean-speakers nearby, try finding one on Skype. they could be willing to exchange quarter-hour of Korean conversation for quarter-hour of English. Popular Korean messaging apps are an honest thanks to practice, as well, because it'll assist you to find out more slang and to read Hangul quickly.

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Luhan- The one out of Billions ♥ [Part  2]

Member: Former Exo Member Luhan

Pairing: Idol!Luhan & You

Genre: Fluff

Words: 2,356

Summary: People rarely have the chance to find their soulmate, but it looks like you just met yours. Your one out of Billions. And he just might be your Bias as well.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

Back at home I open my Tumblr, prepared to write something for the other Exo-Ls, but then stop myself. 'No. Although they'd hate me if they'd know. . But I can't to this. They spent private time with me. I don't want to disappoint them by telling everyone online about it.' So I just take my diary and sum up the entire day. 'This has to be a dream.' I tell myself over and over again. My fantasy is finally making me go crazy. I look at the pictures on my phone again and smile stupidly. “It's real” I whisper to myself and start putting my schoolbooks into another bag. I don't want to risk losing the signed bag. Although I'd love to show it around. Later that evening, I fall asleep with a smile on my face.

After meeting them I started studying harder and harder and harder. Of course, my sleep suffered a bit from it, but that was no problem. On the days of my finals I saw the paper and didn't look at the first question with fear. Suddenly all the questions were easy and I answered all of them quickly. After the last final, I went home with the plan to nap for one or two hours to catch up on the sleep I missed because of the stress and studying. I've had trouble falling asleep for the last few weeks, but it's probably due to the stress I've had in school. I've always had trouble falling asleep because my head tends to be busy whenever I want to fall asleep. Currently it's filled with pictures of 12 guys, but one of them is part of my dreams more often than the rest. My heart has also been heavy throughout the last two weeks but I still don't know why. 'Maybe because I avoided tumblr and my fangirling-life' I think jokingly and turn on my computer. My tumblr-dashbord is full of Exo, as always. Subconsciously I type HIS name into the search field. His eyes have been following me in my sleep and when I see how they look like right now, I feel my heart breaking. More and more pictures and posts pop up:

 “Luhan seems really unhappy”

 “What happened to Luhan? He lost weight in the last two weeks”

 “Luhan looks tired. I hope he takes good care of himself”

 Thousands of pictures of him being grumpy and moody during interviews and him making mistakes during concerts, which already resulted in him falling and hurting himself. Is it because of our meeting? Is that why he's being so weird. 'No. Don't be silly. ‘but. .  I mean that was two weeks ago and ever since then he doesn't seem to be himself anymore. I chew my lower lip and start looking up interviews with subtitles. The other fan girls are right. He looks unhappy and annoyed. 'What happened in those 2 weeks' I wonder and look at more and more pictures and posts of him. I shake my head and turn off my computer. Then I cuddle into my bed and close my eyes tightly. This is the first time in forever that I fall asleep just a few moments after my head hits the pillow

 I wake up at around 8 pm and already know that my sleeping schedule is completely messed up now. 'This will be a long night on tumblr.' I think to myself and get myself a bowl of cereal. My mum is at her boyfriends house and my sister moved out just a few weeks ago. Back at my computer I see that there is a new post of Luhan on tumblr. I scroll down and see that the same gifs are all over my dashboard.

It's him, with Lay, Suho and Kai. Luhan has a mic in his hand, his hands are shaking. The movement of his mouth is telling me that he's speaking English. I squint my eyes and start reading. “I hope you'll see this. We met two weeks ago. And I can't get you out of my head:” He takes a deep breath. 'Is he talking about me?' “I-If you feel the same. We're looking for you. I remember your name. And you mentioned that you are on tumblr.” he chuckles carefully, as if the thought amuses him. “I'll just ask you to write your name in the tags.” His voice is shaking and he takes a deep breath. Again. But this time he doesn't say a thing. Suho takes over the mic and immediately slips into his leader role. “Please. If you remember us, help us find you. Somehow. We signed your Exo backpack. If you have a backpack at home, personally signed by all 12 member, please contact us.” This is not what I expected. “Are they talking about me?” I whisper and feel myself blush. No they're not. I mean. I'm just an ordinary girl.. My hands are shaking slightly as I open a new post on tumblr. “It's worth a try, right?” I simply put the picture of Luhan and me in there. I don't choose the one where he looks at the camera, but the one where he looks at me and write 'Are you looking for me?'.Those are the only words I add to the picture. I quickly check if I put my name on the picture, so people don't misuse it. My only tag is my name. Nothing more.. 'I will keep this picture up till tomorrow morning' I tell myself 'and if I don't get a message by then, I'm not the one he's looking for.'

 I try to distract myself by playing a video game, but my head always returns to Luhan, so I stop after three hours and check my Tumblr. 10 000 notes on my picture. I check again and it turns out that this is real. People are going crazy sharing the picture. I go to my twitter and see the hashtag #findlulussecretgirl. My picture is all over twitter, as well as my twitter name. I see that there are a few messages in my inbox. One immediately catches my eye. “If it's you, please add me on skype.” And a weird name, consisting of letters and random numbers. I immediately add the person, my hands shivering. “What if it's Luhan?” I mutter and take a look in the mirror. I quickly smooth my hair an put on a T-shirt and jeans. “okay. You can do this.” I press call and the call gets answered immediately. I feel disappointment when two middle-aged men answer the call. I see their face and quickly cover my camera. They are saying something in Korean and I know that it isn't directed towards me. I can hear a soft and tired voice from outside the camera saying something in Korean. Then the same voice says something in English “Please show me your face again.” I carefully remove my hand from the camera and look straight into the lens. I hear a relieved sigh from the other side of the screen and see the old men leave. Curiously I wait for the owner of the voice to show himself and can't believe my eyes when a slightly sweaty Luhan sits down. “No” I whisper and look at him. “A-Am I not what you expected?” He looks hurt and insecure. I quickly shake my head. “I just can't believe it's you. You're looking. . For me ?” His tired face relaxes. It looks slimmer than two weeks ago and his eyes lost their sparkle. “You look tired” I whisper and he yawns like a little kitten. “I know. I am tired. ” His voice is nervous, as if he's scared to say something wrong. We are both quiet. “Maybe you should go to bed” I suggest “I don't know what time it is in Korea, but it's 10 pm here.” He looks at me in panic. “No No. It's afternoon here. I just can't sleep and we have practice right now eitherway.” he shrugs as if everything seems irrelevant to him. “Does that mean you're missing practice?” He nods and looks at me intensely. It's the first time since we started the call that I can see a glimpse of the Luhan I saw in the restaurant. The man who was staring at me intensely with his shining deer-like eyes. “We can still talk tomorrow. I mean it seems like you waited for me for 2 weeks. You can wait another few days.”

 "No No No.  The guys are happy that I finally found you. I've been a little moody lately." He laughs carefully "How did your exams go?" He looks at me and curiously smiles. He still looks really tired and exhausted, but it seems like he's happier. "Okay. After you left, I started studying and it turned out really well." I tell him and he seems content. "That's amazing." His eyes sparkle. "So. . " I look at him. "Why are you looking for me?" He bites his lip and looks at me "I want to tell you personally. Can you come to Korea?" He looks at me hopefully and I smile a little sadly "I don't think so. I kinda have no money to go there. The plane ticket is really expensive." He sighs and rubs his forehead. "I could pay for the ticket?" He smiles hopefully. "I would love to come back to Y/C, but our schedule is quite tight currently, so I don't really have time to travel. We have to practice everyday."

“If that's the case it doesn't make sense if I'd come. I mean. You'd have no time for me and I don't know anyone in Seoul.”

“You could watch our practice. I bet we would dance a million times better if a cute girl like you was watching.” He winks and I giggle wholeheartedly.

“Well. Maybe. But still. I can't watch your practice the entire day. Please just tell me what you have to say.” I whine and pout adorably

“Well. I don't know if it feels the same to you, but to me it was. Terrible to stay away from you.” He looks at the keyboard and I pull my hand through my hair. “And I think maybe. . That we're each others destined. . ” He adds and leaves me surprised. “Destined?” I ask and he nods again. “Wow. I. . I definitely felt a pull. And that I missed you. But I thought I was being silly. Now it makes sense.” I smile and look at my phone. It lights up and reveals a picture of Luhan.

 “By the way. Do you have a messenger on your phone or something. I usually don't use Skype. So we wouldn't be able to talk a lot.” I frown and he looks at his phone. “I have Kakaotalk. But I don't think it's very popular in Europe.” Now he's frowning, while my face lights up. “I have Kakao. My name is Y/N/N the Kitten. Don't ask please.” I giggle and blush. He smiles while he type on his phone and a few minutes later I receive a message.

 “Is this you?” He asks. I quickly rename him a 'Luhan' and nod at him. “Yeah it's me” His smile makes me really happy. After seeing those pictures on Tumblr I worried about him a lot. “So you won't tell me why you were looking for me until we meet in person again?” I pout and he laughs a little. “N. . ”He suddenly gets interrupted by the door being slammed open. I hear excited chatter. “HE LAUGHS !” That's definitely Tao. “Whoa. He does laugh!” and that's Lay. His English is a little shaky, as if he doesn't use it a lot. Suddenly there isn't only one head on the screen, but 12. Well some of them are only half there or are covered. I wave shyly and the all go crazy. “IT'S HER IT'S HER!” Baekhyun and Chanyeol chant and Chen joins in. The boys are surprisingly well rested. I look at Luhan, who seems kind of annoyed by them being there. He rolls his eyes and takes his phone. “They probably won't leave. Can we skype again sometime. Just the two of us?” I receive the message and read it and my cheeks start hurting because of how wide my smile is. “WHAT ARE YOU TELLING HER?!” It's Tao, who tries to grab Luhan's phone but Luhan only puts it into the pocket of his pants. “Yes or No?” I look at him and smile. “Of course!” I nearly scream it and the boys laugh, except Luhan who smiles happily. As if he's a kid and I just told him that we'll get a kitten AND that I'll buy him the new Nintendo console. Suho pushes himself into the centre and looks over Luhan's shoulder. “Is it okay If we take him back to practice? It doesn't really make sense if we learn the choreography without him.” I nod and look at Luhan “I told him that he should go back to practice, but he said that It was okay if he stayed. I'm sorry.” I explain to Exo's leader and he just laughs it away. “It's fine. I'm just glad that he found you. Without you he was really annoying.” He answered “HE MESSED UP THE ENTIRE TIME” I recognise Sehun's voice immediately. “But I don't want to leave!” Luhan tires to convince the others by doing aegyo but it doesn't work, they all just start laughing and pull him away from the screen. Suho stays after the door closes. “Thank you. We'll bring him back in one. I promise.” I laugh as he disconnects the call.

  “He WAS looking for me.” I whisper and my heart seems to jump out of my chest. “I should say thank you on Tumblr. I mean. It's partly because of them that he found me.” I mumble to myself and open another entry.

 Thank you all

              He was looking for me.♥

 I press send and smile happily. Suddenly my phone chimes.  “You've been added to a group” 'Wait what. Only 4 or 5 people have my Kakao ID.' I look at the group. “Chanyeol. Baekhyun. Lay. Kai.” I read the names carefully. It's basically the 12 members plus me.

 “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N” “Y/N”.

 That's the entire chat until now. Just my name. I giggle quietly.

“You have to practice!” I add an angry smiley and a cat smiley and press send than I switch to Luhan's chat and write “They stole your phone? :D” He answers with a sad smiley and a heart “Don't be mad.” I have to smile. Why would I be mad? I mean millions of girls would kill for that group chat. It's okay. By the way. . I like your picture.” It's the one of him and me. The one I posted on Tumblr. “Thank you. I also like it.” he agrees and then sends me a heart smiley again. ”I have to leave. The boys are being annoying again. Will you go to bed soon?” “I don't really know. I napped and kinda ended up sleeping for 5 hours. :( So I'll probably stay awake until 1 or 2 am my time.” “We'll still practice then. :/ Write me as soon as you wake up. Good night. ♥” My heart jumps and I giggle to myself stupidly. “I will. Be careful. (: ” I close the app and lay on my bed. 'Luhan likes me.' I end up reading, trying to stay awake long enough for him to send me a message again, but I just end up falling asleep with the book on my face.

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Demi-Gods And Semi-Devils (2003 CCTV) Review

Let me start this review by stating I have never had the opportunity to read the Louis Cha (aka Jin Yong) novel Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils. There is no English translation. My ability to read Chinese is simply not good enough to tackle a novel. To be honest, it never has been and I have let my skills slide to the point where I doubt I could get through a newspaper article. I know there are probably “fan translations” out there but I avoid these things. Arguments about “popularizing the genre by making classics available to more audiences” versus “it is not your intellectual property” aside, translating a novel, let alone a complicated wuxia novel, is not something to be crowdsourced by amateurs. One of my teachers translated English language books into Chinese for a living and I know how much effort went into his work. He concentrated on one popular, mainstream American writer and was the official Chinese translator for all the author’s work. He was very concerned with keeping the author’s original style and rhythms as intact as possible even while moving from American English into written Chinese. As a reader, I want to experience a single translator’s attempt to recreate the original text.

Since so many classic wuxia novels are unavailable to me, television series based on the novels are the best way for me to enjoy the stories. I have seen many movies based on wuxia novels and I know they are cutting out a great deal. For example, my translated copy of The Deer and The Cauldron is over 1500 pages. The story is split into two Royal Tramp films that total just over three hours of running time. Don’t get me wrong, they are great movies but that ends up being about 8 seconds of screen time for every page so you know something is getting cut out!

There have been at least three films based on Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, the most famous in American probably being the 1977 Shaw Brothers movie The Battle Wizard. Proving my point about film adaptations, it pretty much concentrates on one of the story’s triad of main characters. It has been a while since I have seen it, but I am pretty sure it runs short of an hour and a half! On the television side there have been a few versions of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils with another production announced. I decided to watch the 2003 series originally produced for Mainland China’s CCTV because it was available on Amazon Prime in Mandarin with English subtitles. 

Before I jump into the show, let me talk about the Amazon Prime presentation. By and large it is pretty good and seems to be taken from the DVD release. Although the show often gets beyond my current ear for Mandarin, what I could follow seemed to be reflected correctly in the subtitles (which is not always the case) although signs, book titles and other writings are generally not translated. None of the credits are translated, either, but you can figure out the cast with the help of Wikipedia and IMDB if that is important to you. Somewhere about the halfway point of the 40 episode series the closing theme disappears from the show’s end titles. It does not affect the story, but it is a little strange. 

The one issue with the Amazon Prime presentation, and it is a big one, is Episode 31 is unavailable. There does not seem to be a reason for it. You can not even purchase or rent the episode from Amazon Prime; it is simply missing. Worse yet, even though the story is spread out over 40 episodes, every episode propels the plot forward. You can find the missing episode on the Internet. I hate to admit it, but I went to YouTube for the missing episode. I feel guilty about it because I hate intellectual property theft, but I gave in to the temptation after I could not find a DVD copy of the series on Amazon or Yes Asia, my usually Chinese language TV hook up. And, yes, that is a spoiler alert: I was and am interested in owning the series. One other thing about finding Episode 31 on YouTube: it was a different translation so characters had different names, which added annoyance to my guilt!

The show itself is really well done. I am not sure if it follows the same storytelling paths as the book, but it presents the stories of naive prince Duan Yu, kung fu master Qiao Feng of the Beggars Sect and Shaolin monk Xuzhu in an engaging and compelling manner as they unravel the mysteries of their lives, search for love and eventually find a common foe. If I have any complaint it would be Xuzhu seems to be short-changed by the series, although this may simply well reflect the narrative presented in the book. Either way, the story is engaging, compelling and (like any good Louis Cha story) complicated! It is, at its core, a martial arts adventure with a good deal of soap opera romance thrown in. Not enough to convince my wife to watch it, but she does not like subtitles!

Like most, if not all, of Louis Cha’s other books Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils was serialized first in newspapers and later released as a novel. In a bit of fan service, the novel actually has a different ending for Duan You than the original newspaper serialization. I will not reveal which ending the producers chose for this television series!

The series is almost 20 years old, but all in all I think the production values hold up rather well. My guess is this was a pretty expensive series for the time, especially compared to the typical Mainland television (or even film) production. The CGI does not compare to something like The CW’s DC superhero shows but it is also from 2003. It is not seamless, but it is serviceable. They actually make good use of CGI to create various internal energy attacks and are not shy about using physical effects for many of the wounds and gore. There are two heavily scarred characters in the series and the make up effects for one of them (he is on crutches) are actually pretty good. A character with a burned face has less effective make up, but I have seen worse. The fight choreography (and let’s face it: that is the important thing) is well done but leans heavily towards powerful masters blasting each other with esoteric qi attacks. Do not expect the physicality of a Liu Kar-Leung (Liu Chia-Liang) style of choreography but it does not quite get to the wire excesses from a ‘90s Tsui Hark film, either.

I know I have never seen this series before, I am 100% sure of that, but parts of it did seem strangely familiar. A sub-plot involving a corrupt Tibetan monk struck me as something I had seen, and I recognized the monk as his costuming as something I had seen. I am wondering if episodes of it were not reedited and packaged as direct to video “movies” offered up for rental in DVD shops aimed at the Chinese-American community a few years back. If so, I did not find any mention of it on the Internet but it really would not surprise me. 

Before I wrap this up, let me take just a minute or two to talk about the cast. Taiwanese born Mandopop star Jimmy Lin portrays Duan Yu, who I would argue is the anchor of the story. He brings a wide eyed, boyish charm to the character that keeps him believably naive without be annoyingly cartoonish. Veteran mainland actor Hu Jun takes the role of Qiao Feng and does an admirable job carrying the quiet anger of the character throughout the series. The triumvirate of heroes is rounded out by Gao Hu as monk Xuzhu. I have no complaint with his performance other than, as I mentioned earlier, I felt as if Xuzhu did not get equal time with the other two and felt a bit flat in comparison. Ji Chunhua fills the role of the leader of the Four Evils and will be a familiar “bad guy” to many martial art movie fans as he as appeared in Shaolin Temple, Fong Sai Yuk II and many other films. You know that bald, scary poison soaked bad guy in New Legend of Shaolin? That’s him. Christy Chung, from Love On Delivery and God of Cookery with Stephen Chow and The Bodyguard From Beijing and Twin Warriors with Jet Li, makes an appearance in several episodes as well. This series also includes a large part for Liu Yifei, one of her fist big roles, who is currently starring in Disney’s live action Mulan.

To summarize it all, I can not promise you the 2003 CCTV production of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils is a faithful representation of the original novel. I can tell you it stands a head and shoulders above any film based on the novel that I have seen. If you need a new series to binge watch and have a love of the complicated, martial arts fueled plots of wuxia novels you will not go wrong giving this series a try.

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A ‘radical alternative’: how one guy changed the impression of Los Angeles

In the 1960 s, British architectural critic Reyner Banham affirmed his love for the city that his fellow academics detested. What Banham wrote about Los Angeles redefined how “the worlds” saw it but what would he think of LA today?

Now I know subjective opinions can run, the correspondent Adam Raphael wrote in the Guardian in 1968, but personally I guess LA as the noisiest, the smelliest, “the worlds largest” uncomfortable and most uncivilised major city in the United States. In short, a smelling sewer …

Three years later, Raphaels paroles appeared in engrave again as an epigraph of Reyner Banhams Los Angeles: The Architecture of Four Ecologies “the worlds largest” exuberantly pro-Los Angeles journal further written. Ever since publication, it has shown up on directories of great works about modern metropolitans even those drawn up by people who ponder Los Angeles anything but a great American city.

Somehow, this notebook that sucked so much of its initial advertising with collapse value( In Praise (!) of Los Angeles, gibed the New York Times reviews headline) has kept its relevant through the activities of the decade, such that newly arrived Angelenos still read it to familiarize themselves. But what can it school us about the Los Angeles of today?

An architectural historian a decade into his vocation where reference is first visited, Banham knew full-well that his fellow academics detested Los Angeles. How and why he himself came so avidly to appreciate it constitutes the core question of his is currently working on the city, which culminated in this slim volume.

The many who were ready to cast doubt on the value of business enterprises, he reflected in its last chapter, included a distinguished Italian inventor and his wife who, on discovering that I was writing this notebook, disbelieved that any person who is cared for building could lower himself to such a project and keep walking without a word further.

The project began when Banham delivered his shaggy whisker and wonky teeth to Los Angeles and was indicated that he adoration the city with a passion, in the words of novelist and Bradford-born Los Angeles expat Richard Rayner. Educating at the University of Southern California, who set him up in the Greene friends architecturally sacred Gamble House in Pasadena, Banham had a privileged base from which to research. But what “hes been gone” go looking for, and the room he wrote about what he saw and felt, redefined the lane the academic world-wide and then the wider world comprehended the city.

Reyner Banham with his shaggy beard and wonky teeth in 1968. Picture: Peter Johns for the Guardian

Not that he affirmed his love right there on the tarmac at LAX. Banham initially spotted the city incomprehensible a answer said that he shared numerous critics, wrote Nigel Whiteley in the study Reyner Banham: Historian of the Immediate Future.

Banham firstly attempted to publicly explain this cutting-edge metropolis, saturated across its tremendous room with electronic inventions, synthetic chemicals and televisions, in four 1968 BBC radio talks. He told of how “hes come to” grips with LAs embodiment of the experimental: its experimental influence and infrastructure, the combinations of cultures it altered, and the experimental life-styles to which it gave rise.

But even an appreciator like Banham had his qualms with the result. In Los Angeles you tend to go to a particular plaza to do a specific situation, to another to do another thing, and finally a long way back to your residence, and youve done 100 miles in the working day, he deplored in the third largest talk. The intervals and the trust on mechanical transportation leave no chamber for collision even for happy accidents. You propose the day in advance, program your activities, and waive those random encounters with acquaintances and strangers that are traditionally one of the wages of metropoli life.

Nevertheless, to Banham this un-city-like metropoli regarded out a promise: The unique value of Los Angeles what evokes, intrigues and sometimes opposes me is that it offers revolutionary alternatives to almost every city notion in unquestioned currency.

In his subsequent landmark book, Banham listed Los Angeles deviations from conventional urbanism, as well as from all the rules for civilised living as they have been understood by the pundits of modernity, with evident rapture. It seemed to legitimise a example he had already, in a 1959 section, proposed to replace the age-old perception of a single dense core surrounded by a wall.

Civilised living in suburban LA. Image: University of Southern California/ Corbis via Getty Images

Banham foresaw the city as scrambled egg, its eggshell ended open, its business yolk mixed with its domestic white-hot, and everything spread across the landscape, its evenness ruffled exclusively by occasional specialised sub-centres. A tourist to Los Angeles today might listen the city explained in simply the same path: as a system of nodes, a constellation of urban villages, training exercises in postmodern polycentrism.

Banham placed another paw in the eye of traditionalists who insisted that a town should have just one strong core with his short chapter A Note on Downtown, which opens with the words, … because that is all downtown Los Angeles deserves.

From its fetishised formations such as the Bradbury Building and Cathedral of Saint Vibiana to its brand new agency towers in their standard livery of dark glass and sword, Banham wrote that everything platforms as an unintegrated fragment in a downtown stage that began to disintegrate long ago out of sheer irrelevance, as far as one can see.

The journals contrarianism manifests the contrarianism of Los Angeles itself, which, insofar as it acts the functions of a great city, in terms of sizing, cosmopolitan form, creative force, international force, distinctive way of life, and corporate temperament[ supports that] all the most admired theorists of the present century, from the Futurists and Le Corbusier to Jane Jacobs and Sibyl Moholy-Nagy, have been wrong.

Filled with photographs and diagrams, Banhams book on Los Angeles subdivides its subject up into the four ecologies of its subtitle: the beaches and beach townships of Surfurbia; the Foothills with their ever more elaborated and costly residences; the utilitarian Plains of Id( the only parts of Los Angeles flat enough and suffering sufficient to are comparable to the cities of the Middle West) and the famed, then notorious, freeway system he dubbed Autopia: a single intelligible lieu, a coherent cognitive state in which Angelenos waste the two calmest and most fruitful hours of their daily lives.

The 1893 Bradbury Building in downtown LA was an unintegrated fragment in Banhams attentions. Image: Michele and Tom Grimm/ Alamy

Between chapters on the citys ecologies, Banham examined the buildings found in them. Populist, stylistically promiscuous, tradition-agnostic and often deliberately impermanent, Los Angeles architecture has, of all the citys points, attracted distain the longest. There is no reward for aesthetic dignity here , no penalty for aesthetic felony; nothing but a enormous planetary inattention, wrote the novelist James M. Cain in 1933.

More than 40 year later, Banham envisioned a stylistic reward of Tacoburger Aztec to Wavy-line Moderne, from Cape Cod to unsupported Jaoul roofs, from Gourmet Mansardic to Polynesian Gabled and even in edge Modern Architecture.

He discussed at length the LA building known as the dingbat a two-storey walk-up apartment-block … improved of lumber and stuccoed over, all indistinguishable at the back but cheaply, elaborately, decorated up-front, decorated with an aspirational reputation such as the Capri or the Starlet.

In characterizing dingbats as the true symptom of Los Angeles city id, trying to cope with the unprecedented illusion of residential concentrations too high to be subsumed within the illusions of homestead living, Banham diagnosed the central and prolonged friction, then as now, between wanting to grow outward and needing to grow upward.

Banham depicted out the meaning of Los Angeles ostensibly disposable constructs not by adoring them , nor denigrating them, but plainly by visualizing them because they are. Robert Venturi, Denise Scott Brown and Steven Izenour would propose the same approach in their own metropolitan classic, Hearing from Las Vegas, written the following year: Withholding finding may be used as a tool to reach later judgment most sensitive. This is a way of draw lessons from everything.

Still, even appreciators of Los Angeles might take issue with this method when Banhams non-judgmental attitude at least towards the esthetics of American commercial culture starts to look like advocacy for bad taste.

The self-absorbed and perfected Watts Towers. Photo: Hulton Archive/ Getty Images

Non-appreciators of Los Angeles surely did. The painter and critic Peter Plagens, scribe of an 11,000 -word excoriation in Artforum magazine entitled The Ecology of Evil, exited so far as to name Banhams book hazardous: The hacks who do shopping centres, Hawaiian restaurants and savings-and-loans, the dried-up civil servant in the divide of highways, and the legions of showbiz fringies will sleep a little easier and work a little harder now that their enterprises have been authenticated. In a more humane civilization where Banhams doctrines would be measured against the subdividers assault of the region and the pas specks in kids of my own lungs, the author might be accepted up against a wall and shot.

Uncowed, Banham followed the book by starring in Reyner Banham Loves Los Angeles, a 1972 video documentary that followed him through the working day in the city that obligates absurdity of history and infringe all the rules, and stimulated within him a passion that goes beyond gumption or reason. Stops on the tour included Simon Rodias handmade Watts Towers( a totally self-absorbed and perfected gravestone) to Los Angeles characteristic imagination of innocence( prominently marked on all the delineates in his book ); the overgrown divisions of the old-time Pacific Electric Railways rusting runways that once tied the whole massive metropoli together; the decrepit canals and beachside bodybuilding facilities of Venice; and a Sunset Boulevard drive-in burger joint.

There, Banham asked the painter Ed Ruscha, plainspoken and painstaking spectator of American metropolitan banality, what public buildings a visitor should hear. Ruscha recommended gas stations.

Banham pre-empted objections to Los Angeles urban organize by claiming the organize problems very little, had now been written that Los Angeles has no city chassis at all in the commonly accepted gumption. Yet whatever it does have, he indicated, has rendered a fascinating, and sometimes even efficient, prepared of emergent city phenomena.

Come the day when the smog destiny ultimately condescends, he narrated over aerial shootings of Wilshire Boulevards doubled row of towers and frame-filling localities of separated houses, … when the traffic grinds to a halting and the private gondola is prohibited from the street, a lot of craftily residence citizens will be able to switch over to being pedestrians and seem no pain.

Cyclists on Venice Beach … though much of LA is not bike-friendly. Photo: Alamy

The end of the car in Los Angeles? Bold words for the person who is called Wilshire Boulevard one of the few great streets in the world where driving are particularly pleased when you have, like earlier generations of English scholastics who educate themselves Italian in order to read Dante in the original, learned to drive in order to speak Los Angeles in the original.

But just as the languages discover on the street of Los Angeles have multiplied, the language of mobility has changed there, as has much else besides. How readable would Banham, who died in 1988 , now find it?

The smog that presumed bane of the citys postwar decades which he always downplayed has all but faded. The epoch of apparently unlimited seat to satisfy an preoccupation with single-family residences has given mode to one of interpretation cranes budding to satisfy the new demand for high-density horizontal living. They hold not only over a downtown risen miraculously from the dead, but the specialised sub-centres sown all over greater Los Angeles.

Though the ban on private cars hasnt come yet , no recent development stupefies any Angeleno who was there in the 1970 s more than the citys new rail transportation system, which started to develop almost 30 years after the end of the Pacific Electric. It grades as such as a success for financing, the planning and execution( at least by the globally unimpressive American standard) that the rest of the country now gazes to Los Angeles as an example of how to build public transportation and, increasingly, public infinite in general.

Readers might scoff at Banham calling the Los Angeles freeway network one of “the worlds largest” duties of gentleman but he has demonstrated more of an ability to see beyond it than many current beholders of Los Angeles. Even though it is vastly better than any other motorway plan of my relationship, he wrote, it is inconceivable to Angelenos that it should not be replaced by an even better arrangement nearer to the perfection they are always seeking.

Banham felt downtown Los Angeles merely deserved a short section devote to it. Picture: Alamy

Banham also foretold the rise of the self-driving gondola, so often mooted these days as an alternative solution to Los Angeles traffic woes. But cars that drive themselves( as distinct from Baede-kar a then-fantastical voice piloting arrangement dreamed up for Banhams TV doc, that produces an uncanny resemblance to those every American driver uses today) come with problems that Banham also predicted all those years ago. The marginal gains in economy through automation, he wrote, might be offset by the psychological destitutions caused by destroying the residual misconceptions of free decision and driving skill.

Under each outwardly celebratory sheet of Banhams book lies the notion of change as Los Angeles exclusively constant: no matter how excitingly modern the car and the road, the working day will come to an end; no matter how comfortably idyllic the disconnected mansion, it extremely must fall out of prefer, or into impracticality, sooner or later.

Some of these components that gleaned Banhams attention have, after their own periods of infamy, swerved fashionable again. Even the humble dingbat has determined a home in the future of the city, becoming the object of critical survey and architectural rival.

Banham also examined the future of Los Angeles in other unprepossessing houses, especially one striking and elegantly simple stucco container on La Cienega Boulevard. Its inventor? A certain Frank Gehry, then virtually unknown but now one of the stronger influencers of the constructed context in not only Los Angeles( its most recent high-profile campaign commits re-making the citys famously dry, concrete-encased flow ), but other municipalities as well. The Toronto-born starchitect grew his adopted hometowns architectural emissary only one of the myriad directions in which Los Angeles has influenced the rest of the metropolitan world-wide.

These daytimes, the rest of the metropolitan world also influences Los Angeles. No longer struggling under the deceptions of total exceptionalism which prevails in Banhams day, it has, with its towers, teaches, parks and even bike-share methods, established steps towards the liveability so demanded by 21 st-century urbanists. It now even resembles( if faintly) New York, Boston, London, and Paris those thoroughly planned , non-experimental cities where, Banham mourned, warring pressure group cannot get out of one anothers hair why i am pressed together in a hallowed labyrinth of culture shrines and real estate values.

In its impressive order to incorporate older metropolitan excellences and play by the rules of good urban design, modern Los Angeles neglects the possibility of setting up becoming a similarly sacred labyrinth at its peril. Retaining Banhams Los Angeles: the Architecture of Four Ecologies on its syllabus will hopefully protect against the horrific fate of losing its rule-breaking experimental urban spirit.

The engineering-trained generator saw Los Angeles as a kind of machine. Though it has come in for a mischievously requirement renovation of its interface in recent years , nobody has already been written a useds manual more engaged in the city on its own terms as Banham did 45 years ago.

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In the 1960 s, British architectural critic Reyner Banham affirmed his love for the city that his fellow academics detested. What Banham wrote about Los Angeles redefined how “the worlds” saw it but what would he think of LA today?

Now I know subjective opinions can run, the correspondent Adam Raphael wrote in the Guardian in 1968, but personally I guess LA as the noisiest, the smelliest, “the worlds largest” uncomfortable and most uncivilised major city in the United States. In short, a smelling sewer …

Three years later, Raphaels paroles appeared in engrave again as an epigraph of Reyner Banhams Los Angeles: The Architecture of Four Ecologies “the worlds largest” exuberantly pro-Los Angeles journal further written. Ever since publication, it has shown up on directories of great works about modern metropolitans even those drawn up by people who ponder Los Angeles anything but a great American city.

Somehow, this notebook that sucked so much of its initial advertising with collapse value( In Praise (!) of Los Angeles, gibed the New York Times reviews headline) has kept its relevant through the activities of the decade, such that newly arrived Angelenos still read it to familiarize themselves. But what can it school us about the Los Angeles of today?

An architectural historian a decade into his vocation where reference is first visited, Banham knew full-well that his fellow academics detested Los Angeles. How and why he himself came so avidly to appreciate it constitutes the core question of his is currently working on the city, which culminated in this slim volume.

The many who were ready to cast doubt on the value of business enterprises, he reflected in its last chapter, included a distinguished Italian inventor and his wife who, on discovering that I was writing this notebook, disbelieved that any person who is cared for building could lower himself to such a project and keep walking without a word further.

The project began when Banham delivered his shaggy whisker and wonky teeth to Los Angeles and was indicated that he adoration the city with a passion, in the words of novelist and Bradford-born Los Angeles expat Richard Rayner. Educating at the University of Southern California, who set him up in the Greene friends architecturally sacred Gamble House in Pasadena, Banham had a privileged base from which to research. But what “hes been gone” go looking for, and the room he wrote about what he saw and felt, redefined the lane the academic world-wide and then the wider world comprehended the city.

Reyner Banham with his shaggy beard and wonky teeth in 1968. Picture: Peter Johns for the Guardian

Not that he affirmed his love right there on the tarmac at LAX. Banham initially spotted the city incomprehensible a answer said that he shared numerous critics, wrote Nigel Whiteley in the study Reyner Banham: Historian of the Immediate Future.

Banham firstly attempted to publicly explain this cutting-edge metropolis, saturated across its tremendous room with electronic inventions, synthetic chemicals and televisions, in four 1968 BBC radio talks. He told of how “hes come to” grips with LAs embodiment of the experimental: its experimental influence and infrastructure, the combinations of cultures it altered, and the experimental life-styles to which it gave rise.

But even an appreciator like Banham had his qualms with the result. In Los Angeles you tend to go to a particular plaza to do a specific situation, to another to do another thing, and finally a long way back to your residence, and youve done 100 miles in the working day, he deplored in the third largest talk. The intervals and the trust on mechanical transportation leave no chamber for collision even for happy accidents. You propose the day in advance, program your activities, and waive those random encounters with acquaintances and strangers that are traditionally one of the wages of metropoli life.

Nevertheless, to Banham this un-city-like metropoli regarded out a promise: The unique value of Los Angeles what evokes, intrigues and sometimes opposes me is that it offers revolutionary alternatives to almost every city notion in unquestioned currency.

In his subsequent landmark book, Banham listed Los Angeles deviations from conventional urbanism, as well as from all the rules for civilised living as they have been understood by the pundits of modernity, with evident rapture. It seemed to legitimise a example he had already, in a 1959 section, proposed to replace the age-old perception of a single dense core surrounded by a wall.

Civilised living in suburban LA. Image: University of Southern California/ Corbis via Getty Images

Banham foresaw the city as scrambled egg, its eggshell ended open, its business yolk mixed with its domestic white-hot, and everything spread across the landscape, its evenness ruffled exclusively by occasional specialised sub-centres. A tourist to Los Angeles today might listen the city explained in simply the same path: as a system of nodes, a constellation of urban villages, training exercises in postmodern polycentrism.

Banham placed another paw in the eye of traditionalists who insisted that a town should have just one strong core with his short chapter A Note on Downtown, which opens with the words, … because that is all downtown Los Angeles deserves.

From its fetishised formations such as the Bradbury Building and Cathedral of Saint Vibiana to its brand new agency towers in their standard livery of dark glass and sword, Banham wrote that everything platforms as an unintegrated fragment in a downtown stage that began to disintegrate long ago out of sheer irrelevance, as far as one can see.

The journals contrarianism manifests the contrarianism of Los Angeles itself, which, insofar as it acts the functions of a great city, in terms of sizing, cosmopolitan form, creative force, international force, distinctive way of life, and corporate temperament[ supports that] all the most admired theorists of the present century, from the Futurists and Le Corbusier to Jane Jacobs and Sibyl Moholy-Nagy, have been wrong.

Filled with photographs and diagrams, Banhams book on Los Angeles subdivides its subject up into the four ecologies of its subtitle: the beaches and beach townships of Surfurbia; the Foothills with their ever more elaborated and costly residences; the utilitarian Plains of Id( the only parts of Los Angeles flat enough and suffering sufficient to are comparable to the cities of the Middle West) and the famed, then notorious, freeway system he dubbed Autopia: a single intelligible lieu, a coherent cognitive state in which Angelenos waste the two calmest and most fruitful hours of their daily lives.

The 1893 Bradbury Building in downtown LA was an unintegrated fragment in Banhams attentions. Image: Michele and Tom Grimm/ Alamy

Between chapters on the citys ecologies, Banham examined the buildings found in them. Populist, stylistically promiscuous, tradition-agnostic and often deliberately impermanent, Los Angeles architecture has, of all the citys points, attracted distain the longest. There is no reward for aesthetic dignity here , no penalty for aesthetic felony; nothing but a enormous planetary inattention, wrote the novelist James M. Cain in 1933.

More than 40 year later, Banham envisioned a stylistic reward of Tacoburger Aztec to Wavy-line Moderne, from Cape Cod to unsupported Jaoul roofs, from Gourmet Mansardic to Polynesian Gabled and even in edge Modern Architecture.

He discussed at length the LA building known as the dingbat a two-storey walk-up apartment-block … improved of lumber and stuccoed over, all indistinguishable at the back but cheaply, elaborately, decorated up-front, decorated with an aspirational reputation such as the Capri or the Starlet.

In characterizing dingbats as the true symptom of Los Angeles city id, trying to cope with the unprecedented illusion of residential concentrations too high to be subsumed within the illusions of homestead living, Banham diagnosed the central and prolonged friction, then as now, between wanting to grow outward and needing to grow upward.

Banham depicted out the meaning of Los Angeles ostensibly disposable constructs not by adoring them , nor denigrating them, but plainly by visualizing them because they are. Robert Venturi, Denise Scott Brown and Steven Izenour would propose the same approach in their own metropolitan classic, Hearing from Las Vegas, written the following year: Withholding finding may be used as a tool to reach later judgment most sensitive. This is a way of draw lessons from everything.

Still, even appreciators of Los Angeles might take issue with this method when Banhams non-judgmental attitude at least towards the esthetics of American commercial culture starts to look like advocacy for bad taste.

The self-absorbed and perfected Watts Towers. Photo: Hulton Archive/ Getty Images

Non-appreciators of Los Angeles surely did. The painter and critic Peter Plagens, scribe of an 11,000 -word excoriation in Artforum magazine entitled The Ecology of Evil, exited so far as to name Banhams book hazardous: The hacks who do shopping centres, Hawaiian restaurants and savings-and-loans, the dried-up civil servant in the divide of highways, and the legions of showbiz fringies will sleep a little easier and work a little harder now that their enterprises have been authenticated. In a more humane civilization where Banhams doctrines would be measured against the subdividers assault of the region and the pas specks in kids of my own lungs, the author might be accepted up against a wall and shot.

Uncowed, Banham followed the book by starring in Reyner Banham Loves Los Angeles, a 1972 video documentary that followed him through the working day in the city that obligates absurdity of history and infringe all the rules, and stimulated within him a passion that goes beyond gumption or reason. Stops on the tour included Simon Rodias handmade Watts Towers( a totally self-absorbed and perfected gravestone) to Los Angeles characteristic imagination of innocence( prominently marked on all the delineates in his book ); the overgrown divisions of the old-time Pacific Electric Railways rusting runways that once tied the whole massive metropoli together; the decrepit canals and beachside bodybuilding facilities of Venice; and a Sunset Boulevard drive-in burger joint.

There, Banham asked the painter Ed Ruscha, plainspoken and painstaking spectator of American metropolitan banality, what public buildings a visitor should hear. Ruscha recommended gas stations.

Banham pre-empted objections to Los Angeles urban organize by claiming the organize problems very little, had now been written that Los Angeles has no city chassis at all in the commonly accepted gumption. Yet whatever it does have, he indicated, has rendered a fascinating, and sometimes even efficient, prepared of emergent city phenomena.

Come the day when the smog destiny ultimately condescends, he narrated over aerial shootings of Wilshire Boulevards doubled row of towers and frame-filling localities of separated houses, … when the traffic grinds to a halting and the private gondola is prohibited from the street, a lot of craftily residence citizens will be able to switch over to being pedestrians and seem no pain.

Cyclists on Venice Beach … though much of LA is not bike-friendly. Photo: Alamy

The end of the car in Los Angeles? Bold words for the person who is called Wilshire Boulevard one of the few great streets in the world where driving are particularly pleased when you have, like earlier generations of English scholastics who educate themselves Italian in order to read Dante in the original, learned to drive in order to speak Los Angeles in the original.

But just as the languages discover on the street of Los Angeles have multiplied, the language of mobility has changed there, as has much else besides. How readable would Banham, who died in 1988 , now find it?

The smog that presumed bane of the citys postwar decades which he always downplayed has all but faded. The epoch of apparently unlimited seat to satisfy an preoccupation with single-family residences has given mode to one of interpretation cranes budding to satisfy the new demand for high-density horizontal living. They hold not only over a downtown risen miraculously from the dead, but the specialised sub-centres sown all over greater Los Angeles.

Though the ban on private cars hasnt come yet , no recent development stupefies any Angeleno who was there in the 1970 s more than the citys new rail transportation system, which started to develop almost 30 years after the end of the Pacific Electric. It grades as such as a success for financing, the planning and execution( at least by the globally unimpressive American standard) that the rest of the country now gazes to Los Angeles as an example of how to build public transportation and, increasingly, public infinite in general.

Readers might scoff at Banham calling the Los Angeles freeway network one of “the worlds largest” duties of gentleman but he has demonstrated more of an ability to see beyond it than many current beholders of Los Angeles. Even though it is vastly better than any other motorway plan of my relationship, he wrote, it is inconceivable to Angelenos that it should not be replaced by an even better arrangement nearer to the perfection they are always seeking.

Banham felt downtown Los Angeles merely deserved a short section devote to it. Picture: Alamy

Banham also foretold the rise of the self-driving gondola, so often mooted these days as an alternative solution to Los Angeles traffic woes. But cars that drive themselves( as distinct from Baede-kar a then-fantastical voice piloting arrangement dreamed up for Banhams TV doc, that produces an uncanny resemblance to those every American driver uses today) come with problems that Banham also predicted all those years ago. The marginal gains in economy through automation, he wrote, might be offset by the psychological destitutions caused by destroying the residual misconceptions of free decision and driving skill.

Under each outwardly celebratory sheet of Banhams book lies the notion of change as Los Angeles exclusively constant: no matter how excitingly modern the car and the road, the working day will come to an end; no matter how comfortably idyllic the disconnected mansion, it extremely must fall out of prefer, or into impracticality, sooner or later.

Some of these components that gleaned Banhams attention have, after their own periods of infamy, swerved fashionable again. Even the humble dingbat has determined a home in the future of the city, becoming the object of critical survey and architectural rival.

Banham also examined the future of Los Angeles in other unprepossessing houses, especially one striking and elegantly simple stucco container on La Cienega Boulevard. Its inventor? A certain Frank Gehry, then virtually unknown but now one of the stronger influencers of the constructed context in not only Los Angeles( its most recent high-profile campaign commits re-making the citys famously dry, concrete-encased flow ), but other municipalities as well. The Toronto-born starchitect grew his adopted hometowns architectural emissary only one of the myriad directions in which Los Angeles has influenced the rest of the metropolitan world-wide.

These daytimes, the rest of the metropolitan world also influences Los Angeles. No longer struggling under the deceptions of total exceptionalism which prevails in Banhams day, it has, with its towers, teaches, parks and even bike-share methods, established steps towards the liveability so demanded by 21 st-century urbanists. It now even resembles( if faintly) New York, Boston, London, and Paris those thoroughly planned , non-experimental cities where, Banham mourned, warring pressure group cannot get out of one anothers hair why i am pressed together in a hallowed labyrinth of culture shrines and real estate values.

In its impressive order to incorporate older metropolitan excellences and play by the rules of good urban design, modern Los Angeles neglects the possibility of setting up becoming a similarly sacred labyrinth at its peril. Retaining Banhams Los Angeles: the Architecture of Four Ecologies on its syllabus will hopefully protect against the horrific fate of losing its rule-breaking experimental urban spirit.

The engineering-trained generator saw Los Angeles as a kind of machine. Though it has come in for a mischievously requirement renovation of its interface in recent years , nobody has already been written a useds manual more engaged in the city on its own terms as Banham did 45 years ago.

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A ‘radical alternative’: how one guy changed the impression of Los Angeles

In the 1960 s, British architectural critic Reyner Banham affirmed his love for the city that his fellow academics detested. What Banham wrote about Los Angeles redefined how “the worlds” saw it but what would he think of LA today?

Now I know subjective opinions can run, the correspondent Adam Raphael wrote in the Guardian in 1968, but personally I guess LA as the noisiest, the smelliest, “the worlds largest” uncomfortable and most uncivilised major city in the United States. In short, a smelling sewer …

Three years later, Raphaels paroles appeared in engrave again as an epigraph of Reyner Banhams Los Angeles: The Architecture of Four Ecologies “the worlds largest” exuberantly pro-Los Angeles journal further written. Ever since publication, it has shown up on directories of great works about modern metropolitans even those drawn up by people who ponder Los Angeles anything but a great American city.

Somehow, this notebook that sucked so much of its initial advertising with collapse value( In Praise (!) of Los Angeles, gibed the New York Times reviews headline) has kept its relevant through the activities of the decade, such that newly arrived Angelenos still read it to familiarize themselves. But what can it school us about the Los Angeles of today?

An architectural historian a decade into his vocation where reference is first visited, Banham knew full-well that his fellow academics detested Los Angeles. How and why he himself came so avidly to appreciate it constitutes the core question of his is currently working on the city, which culminated in this slim volume.

The many who were ready to cast doubt on the value of business enterprises, he reflected in its last chapter, included a distinguished Italian inventor and his wife who, on discovering that I was writing this notebook, disbelieved that any person who is cared for building could lower himself to such a project and keep walking without a word further.

The project began when Banham delivered his shaggy whisker and wonky teeth to Los Angeles and was indicated that he adoration the city with a passion, in the words of novelist and Bradford-born Los Angeles expat Richard Rayner. Educating at the University of Southern California, who set him up in the Greene friends architecturally sacred Gamble House in Pasadena, Banham had a privileged base from which to research. But what “hes been gone” go looking for, and the room he wrote about what he saw and felt, redefined the lane the academic world-wide and then the wider world comprehended the city.

Reyner Banham with his shaggy beard and wonky teeth in 1968. Picture: Peter Johns for the Guardian

Not that he affirmed his love right there on the tarmac at LAX. Banham initially spotted the city incomprehensible a answer said that he shared numerous critics, wrote Nigel Whiteley in the study Reyner Banham: Historian of the Immediate Future.

Banham firstly attempted to publicly explain this cutting-edge metropolis, saturated across its tremendous room with electronic inventions, synthetic chemicals and televisions, in four 1968 BBC radio talks. He told of how “hes come to” grips with LAs embodiment of the experimental: its experimental influence and infrastructure, the combinations of cultures it altered, and the experimental life-styles to which it gave rise.

But even an appreciator like Banham had his qualms with the result. In Los Angeles you tend to go to a particular plaza to do a specific situation, to another to do another thing, and finally a long way back to your residence, and youve done 100 miles in the working day, he deplored in the third largest talk. The intervals and the trust on mechanical transportation leave no chamber for collision even for happy accidents. You propose the day in advance, program your activities, and waive those random encounters with acquaintances and strangers that are traditionally one of the wages of metropoli life.

Nevertheless, to Banham this un-city-like metropoli regarded out a promise: The unique value of Los Angeles what evokes, intrigues and sometimes opposes me is that it offers revolutionary alternatives to almost every city notion in unquestioned currency.

In his subsequent landmark book, Banham listed Los Angeles deviations from conventional urbanism, as well as from all the rules for civilised living as they have been understood by the pundits of modernity, with evident rapture. It seemed to legitimise a example he had already, in a 1959 section, proposed to replace the age-old perception of a single dense core surrounded by a wall.

Civilised living in suburban LA. Image: University of Southern California/ Corbis via Getty Images

Banham foresaw the city as scrambled egg, its eggshell ended open, its business yolk mixed with its domestic white-hot, and everything spread across the landscape, its evenness ruffled exclusively by occasional specialised sub-centres. A tourist to Los Angeles today might listen the city explained in simply the same path: as a system of nodes, a constellation of urban villages, training exercises in postmodern polycentrism.

Banham placed another paw in the eye of traditionalists who insisted that a town should have just one strong core with his short chapter A Note on Downtown, which opens with the words, … because that is all downtown Los Angeles deserves.

From its fetishised formations such as the Bradbury Building and Cathedral of Saint Vibiana to its brand new agency towers in their standard livery of dark glass and sword, Banham wrote that everything platforms as an unintegrated fragment in a downtown stage that began to disintegrate long ago out of sheer irrelevance, as far as one can see.

The journals contrarianism manifests the contrarianism of Los Angeles itself, which, insofar as it acts the functions of a great city, in terms of sizing, cosmopolitan form, creative force, international force, distinctive way of life, and corporate temperament[ supports that] all the most admired theorists of the present century, from the Futurists and Le Corbusier to Jane Jacobs and Sibyl Moholy-Nagy, have been wrong.

Filled with photographs and diagrams, Banhams book on Los Angeles subdivides its subject up into the four ecologies of its subtitle: the beaches and beach townships of Surfurbia; the Foothills with their ever more elaborated and costly residences; the utilitarian Plains of Id( the only parts of Los Angeles flat enough and suffering sufficient to are comparable to the cities of the Middle West) and the famed, then notorious, freeway system he dubbed Autopia: a single intelligible lieu, a coherent cognitive state in which Angelenos waste the two calmest and most fruitful hours of their daily lives.

The 1893 Bradbury Building in downtown LA was an unintegrated fragment in Banhams attentions. Image: Michele and Tom Grimm/ Alamy

Between chapters on the citys ecologies, Banham examined the buildings found in them. Populist, stylistically promiscuous, tradition-agnostic and often deliberately impermanent, Los Angeles architecture has, of all the citys points, attracted distain the longest. There is no reward for aesthetic dignity here , no penalty for aesthetic felony; nothing but a enormous planetary inattention, wrote the novelist James M. Cain in 1933.

More than 40 year later, Banham envisioned a stylistic reward of Tacoburger Aztec to Wavy-line Moderne, from Cape Cod to unsupported Jaoul roofs, from Gourmet Mansardic to Polynesian Gabled and even in edge Modern Architecture.

He discussed at length the LA building known as the dingbat a two-storey walk-up apartment-block … improved of lumber and stuccoed over, all indistinguishable at the back but cheaply, elaborately, decorated up-front, decorated with an aspirational reputation such as the Capri or the Starlet.

In characterizing dingbats as the true symptom of Los Angeles city id, trying to cope with the unprecedented illusion of residential concentrations too high to be subsumed within the illusions of homestead living, Banham diagnosed the central and prolonged friction, then as now, between wanting to grow outward and needing to grow upward.

Banham depicted out the meaning of Los Angeles ostensibly disposable constructs not by adoring them , nor denigrating them, but plainly by visualizing them because they are. Robert Venturi, Denise Scott Brown and Steven Izenour would propose the same approach in their own metropolitan classic, Hearing from Las Vegas, written the following year: Withholding finding may be used as a tool to reach later judgment most sensitive. This is a way of draw lessons from everything.

Still, even appreciators of Los Angeles might take issue with this method when Banhams non-judgmental attitude at least towards the esthetics of American commercial culture starts to look like advocacy for bad taste.

The self-absorbed and perfected Watts Towers. Photo: Hulton Archive/ Getty Images

Non-appreciators of Los Angeles surely did. The painter and critic Peter Plagens, scribe of an 11,000 -word excoriation in Artforum magazine entitled The Ecology of Evil, exited so far as to name Banhams book hazardous: The hacks who do shopping centres, Hawaiian restaurants and savings-and-loans, the dried-up civil servant in the divide of highways, and the legions of showbiz fringies will sleep a little easier and work a little harder now that their enterprises have been authenticated. In a more humane civilization where Banhams doctrines would be measured against the subdividers assault of the region and the pas specks in kids of my own lungs, the author might be accepted up against a wall and shot.

Uncowed, Banham followed the book by starring in Reyner Banham Loves Los Angeles, a 1972 video documentary that followed him through the working day in the city that obligates absurdity of history and infringe all the rules, and stimulated within him a passion that goes beyond gumption or reason. Stops on the tour included Simon Rodias handmade Watts Towers( a totally self-absorbed and perfected gravestone) to Los Angeles characteristic imagination of innocence( prominently marked on all the delineates in his book ); the overgrown divisions of the old-time Pacific Electric Railways rusting runways that once tied the whole massive metropoli together; the decrepit canals and beachside bodybuilding facilities of Venice; and a Sunset Boulevard drive-in burger joint.

There, Banham asked the painter Ed Ruscha, plainspoken and painstaking spectator of American metropolitan banality, what public buildings a visitor should hear. Ruscha recommended gas stations.

Banham pre-empted objections to Los Angeles urban organize by claiming the organize problems very little, had now been written that Los Angeles has no city chassis at all in the commonly accepted gumption. Yet whatever it does have, he indicated, has rendered a fascinating, and sometimes even efficient, prepared of emergent city phenomena.

Come the day when the smog destiny ultimately condescends, he narrated over aerial shootings of Wilshire Boulevards doubled row of towers and frame-filling localities of separated houses, … when the traffic grinds to a halting and the private gondola is prohibited from the street, a lot of craftily residence citizens will be able to switch over to being pedestrians and seem no pain.

Cyclists on Venice Beach … though much of LA is not bike-friendly. Photo: Alamy

The end of the car in Los Angeles? Bold words for the person who is called Wilshire Boulevard one of the few great streets in the world where driving are particularly pleased when you have, like earlier generations of English scholastics who educate themselves Italian in order to read Dante in the original, learned to drive in order to speak Los Angeles in the original.

But just as the languages discover on the street of Los Angeles have multiplied, the language of mobility has changed there, as has much else besides. How readable would Banham, who died in 1988 , now find it?

The smog that presumed bane of the citys postwar decades which he always downplayed has all but faded. The epoch of apparently unlimited seat to satisfy an preoccupation with single-family residences has given mode to one of interpretation cranes budding to satisfy the new demand for high-density horizontal living. They hold not only over a downtown risen miraculously from the dead, but the specialised sub-centres sown all over greater Los Angeles.

Though the ban on private cars hasnt come yet , no recent development stupefies any Angeleno who was there in the 1970 s more than the citys new rail transportation system, which started to develop almost 30 years after the end of the Pacific Electric. It grades as such as a success for financing, the planning and execution( at least by the globally unimpressive American standard) that the rest of the country now gazes to Los Angeles as an example of how to build public transportation and, increasingly, public infinite in general.

Readers might scoff at Banham calling the Los Angeles freeway network one of “the worlds largest” duties of gentleman but he has demonstrated more of an ability to see beyond it than many current beholders of Los Angeles. Even though it is vastly better than any other motorway plan of my relationship, he wrote, it is inconceivable to Angelenos that it should not be replaced by an even better arrangement nearer to the perfection they are always seeking.

Banham felt downtown Los Angeles merely deserved a short section devote to it. Picture: Alamy

Banham also foretold the rise of the self-driving gondola, so often mooted these days as an alternative solution to Los Angeles traffic woes. But cars that drive themselves( as distinct from Baede-kar a then-fantastical voice piloting arrangement dreamed up for Banhams TV doc, that produces an uncanny resemblance to those every American driver uses today) come with problems that Banham also predicted all those years ago. The marginal gains in economy through automation, he wrote, might be offset by the psychological destitutions caused by destroying the residual misconceptions of free decision and driving skill.

Under each outwardly celebratory sheet of Banhams book lies the notion of change as Los Angeles exclusively constant: no matter how excitingly modern the car and the road, the working day will come to an end; no matter how comfortably idyllic the disconnected mansion, it extremely must fall out of prefer, or into impracticality, sooner or later.

Some of these components that gleaned Banhams attention have, after their own periods of infamy, swerved fashionable again. Even the humble dingbat has determined a home in the future of the city, becoming the object of critical survey and architectural rival.

Banham also examined the future of Los Angeles in other unprepossessing houses, especially one striking and elegantly simple stucco container on La Cienega Boulevard. Its inventor? A certain Frank Gehry, then virtually unknown but now one of the stronger influencers of the constructed context in not only Los Angeles( its most recent high-profile campaign commits re-making the citys famously dry, concrete-encased flow ), but other municipalities as well. The Toronto-born starchitect grew his adopted hometowns architectural emissary only one of the myriad directions in which Los Angeles has influenced the rest of the metropolitan world-wide.

These daytimes, the rest of the metropolitan world also influences Los Angeles. No longer struggling under the deceptions of total exceptionalism which prevails in Banhams day, it has, with its towers, teaches, parks and even bike-share methods, established steps towards the liveability so demanded by 21 st-century urbanists. It now even resembles( if faintly) New York, Boston, London, and Paris those thoroughly planned , non-experimental cities where, Banham mourned, warring pressure group cannot get out of one anothers hair why i am pressed together in a hallowed labyrinth of culture shrines and real estate values.

In its impressive order to incorporate older metropolitan excellences and play by the rules of good urban design, modern Los Angeles neglects the possibility of setting up becoming a similarly sacred labyrinth at its peril. Retaining Banhams Los Angeles: the Architecture of Four Ecologies on its syllabus will hopefully protect against the horrific fate of losing its rule-breaking experimental urban spirit.

The engineering-trained generator saw Los Angeles as a kind of machine. Though it has come in for a mischievously requirement renovation of its interface in recent years , nobody has already been written a useds manual more engaged in the city on its own terms as Banham did 45 years ago.

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In the 1960 s, British architectural critic Reyner Banham said his love for the city that his fellow intellectuals disliked. What Banham wrote about Los Angeles redefined how the world realized it but what would he think of LA today?

Now I know subjective opinions can vary, the reporter Adam Raphael wrote in the Guardian in 1968, but personally I calculate LA as the noisiest, the smelliest, the most unpleasant and most uncivilised major city in the United States. In short, a smelling sewer …

Three years later, Raphaels words appeared in magazine again as an epigraph of Reyner Banhams Los Angeles: The Architecture of Four Ecologies “the worlds largest” exuberantly pro-Los Angeles book further written. Ever since booklet, it has shown up on registers of enormous volumes about modern metropolitans even those being prepared by people who consider Los Angeles anything but a great American city.

Somehow, this notebook that attracted so much better of its initial advertising with shock ethic( In Praise (!) of Los Angeles, gibed the New York Times refreshes headline) has obstructed its relevance through the decades, such that newly arrived Angelenos still read it to familiarize themselves. But what can it school us about the Los Angeles of today?

An architectural historian a decade into his vocation when he first visited, Banham knew full-well that his fellow scholastics hated Los Angeles. How and why he himself happened so avidly to appreciate it constitutes the core question of his work on the city, which culminated in this slim volume.

The many who were ready to cast doubt on the worth of the enterprise, he reflected in its final chapter, included a discriminated Italian inventor and his wife who, on was found that I was writing this work, doubted that any person who has cared for architecture could lower himself to such a project and walked away without a word further.

The project began when Banham wreaked his shaggy whisker and wonky teeth to Los Angeles and was indicated that he desired the city with a fervour, in the words of novelist and Bradford-born Los Angeles expat Richard Rayner. Learning at the University of Southern California, who applied him up in the Greene brethren architecturally adored Gamble House in Pasadena, Banham had a privileged basi from which to explore. But what “hes been gone” looking for, and the route he wrote about what he saw and seemed, redefined the acces the intellectual world-wide and then the wider world realized the city.

Reyner Banham with his shaggy whisker and wonky teeth in 1968. Image: Peter Johns for the Guardian

Not that he affirmed his love right there on the tarmac at LAX. Banham initially received the city incomprehensible a reaction said that he shared numerous reviewers, wrote Nigel Whiteley in the study Reyner Banham: Historian of the Immediate Future.

Banham first attempted to publicly explain this cutting-edge metropolis, saturated across its enormous cavity with electronic devices, synthetic chemicals and televisions, in four 1968 BBC radio talks. He told to seeing how “hes come to” tractions with LAs embodiment of the experimental: its experimental shape and infrastructure, the combinations of cultures it accommodated, and the experimental lifestyles to which it gave rise.

But even an appreciator like Banham had his qualms with research results. In Los Angeles you tend to go to a particular lieu to do a specific thought, to another to do another thing, and finally a long way back to your dwelling, and youve done 100 miles in the day, he deplored in the third largest talk. The distances and the reliance on mechanical transportation leave no room for accident even for joyous accidents. You strategy the day in advance, curriculum your activities, and waive those random meetings with friends and strangers that are traditionally one of the reinforces of city life.

Nevertheless, to Banham this un-city-like municipality nursed out a promise: The unique significance of Los Angeles what provokes, plots and sometimes repulses me is the fact that it volunteers progressive alternatives to almost every urban thought in unquestioned currency.

In his subsequent landmark book, Banham enumerated Los Angeles leavings from conventional urbanism, as well as from all the rules for civilised living as they have been understood by the scholars of modernity, with obvious satisfy. It seemed to legitimise a modeling he had already, in a 1959 section, recommends to change the age-old perception of a single dense core surrounded by a wall.

Civilised living in suburban LA. Photograph: University of Southern California/ Corbis via Getty Images

Banham foresaw the city as scrambled egg, its shell burst open, its business yolk mixed with its domestic white-hot, and everything spread across the landscape, its evenness perturbed exclusively by occasional specialised sub-centres. A visitor to Los Angeles today might discover the city was indicated in merely the same way: as a network of nodes, a constellation of urban villages, an exercise in postmodern polycentrism.

Banham employed another paw in the eye of diehards who insisted that a city should have just one strong centre with his short chapter A Note on Downtown, which opens with the words, … because that is all downtown Los Angeles deserves.

From its fetishised formations such as the Bradbury Building and Cathedral of Saint Vibiana to its brand new office towers in their standard livery of dark glass and steel, Banham wrote that everything stands as an unintegrated scrap in a downtown situation that started to deteriorate long ago out of sheer irrelevance, as far as one can see.

The notebooks contrarianism indicates the contrarianism of Los Angeles itself, which, insofar as it acts the functions of a great city, in terms of size, cosmopolitan form, imaginative vitality, international influence, peculiar way of life, and corporate temperament[ substantiates that] all the most admired theorists of the current century, from the Futurists and Le Corbusier to Jane Jacobs and Sibyl Moholy-Nagy, have been wrong.

Filled with photos and sketches, Banhams book on Los Angeles fractions its subject up into the four ecologies of its subtitle: the beaches and beach townships of Surfurbia; the Foothills with their ever more elaborate and expensive palaces; the utilitarian Plains of Id( the only parts of Los Angeles flat enough and standing sufficient to are comparable to the cities of the Middle West) and the famous, then notorious, freeway organisation he dubbed Autopia: a single intelligible home, a coherent state of mind in which Angelenos invest the two calmest and most rewarding hours of their daily lives.

The 1893 Bradbury Building in downtown LA was an unintegrated scrap in Banhams gazes. Photograph: Michele and Tom Grimm/ Alamy

Between sections on the citys ecologies, Banham examined the buildings found in them. Populist, stylistically promiscuous, tradition-agnostic and often deliberately impermanent, Los Angeles architecture has, of all the citys ingredients, gleaned distain the longest. There is no reward for aesthetic virtue here , no penalty for aesthetic crime; nothing but a vast cosmic apathy, wrote the novelist James M. Cain in 1933.

More than 40 year later, Banham met a stylistic reward of Tacoburger Aztec to Wavy-line Moderne, from Cape Cod to unsupported Jaoul vaults, from Gourmet Mansardic to Polynesian Gabled and even in extremity Modern Architecture.

He discussed at length the LA building known as the dingbat a two-storey walk-up apartment-block … improved of timber and stuccoed over, all identical at the back but inexpensively, elaborately, decorated up-front, decorated with an aspirational appoint such as the Capri or the Starlet.

In defining dingbats as the real indication of Los Angeles metropolitan id, trying to be dealt with the unprecedented form of residential concentrations too high to be subsumed within the apparitions of homestead living, Banham diagnosed the center and persistent tension, then as now, between wanting to grow outward and needing to grow upward.

Banham attracted out the implications of Los Angeles ostensibly disposable structures not by idolizing them , nor disparaging them, but simply by ensure them as they were. Robert Venturi, Denise Scott Brown and Steven Izenour would preach the same approaching in their own city classic, Memorizing from Las Vegas, produced the following year: Withholding ruling may be used as an instrument to draw later judging most sensitive. This is a way of draw lessons from everything.

Still, even appreciators of Los Angeles might take issue with this method when Banhams non-judgmental attitude at the least toward the esthetics of American commercial culture starts to look like advocacy for bad taste.

The self-absorbed and perfected Watts Towers. Image: Hulton Archive/ Getty Images

Non-appreciators of Los Angeles certainly did. The painter and critic Peter Plagens, columnist of an 11,000 -word excoriation in Artforum magazine entitled The Ecology of Evil, travelled thus far as to name Banhams book dangerous: The hackers who do shopping center, Hawaiian restaurants and savings-and-loans, the dried-up civil servant in the separation of superhighways, and the forces of showbiz fringies will sleep a little easier and undertaking a lot harder now that their enterprises have been authenticated. In a more human civilization where Banhams doctrines would be measured against the subdividers assault of the territory and the pas specks in kids of my own lungs, the author might be stood up against a wall and shot.

Uncowed, Banham followed the book by starring in Reyner Banham Loves Los Angeles, a 1972 video documentary that followed him through one day in the city that obliges sillines of history and interruption all the rules, and inspired within him a passion that goes beyond appreciation or rationale. Stops on the tour included Simon Rodias handmade Watts Towers( a entirely self-absorbed and perfected headstone) to Los Angeles characteristic fantasy of innocence( prominently commemorated on all the delineates in his notebook ); the overgrown regions of the old-fashioned Pacific Electric Railways rusting runways that once tied the whole immense metropoli together; the decrepit canals and beachside bodybuilding facilities of Venice; and a Sunset Boulevard drive-in burger joint.

There, Banham questioned the painter Ed Ruscha, plainspoken and painstaking observer of American metropolitan cliche, what public buildings a guest should examine. Ruscha recommended gas station.

Banham pre-empted objections to Los Angeles metropolitan sort by claiming the word contents very little, had now been written that Los Angeles has no city figure at all in the commonly accepted feel. Yet whatever it does have, he bickered, has made a fascinating, and sometimes even efficient, placed of emergent city phenomena.

Come the day when the smog destiny ultimately descends, he narrated over aerial shoots of Wilshire Boulevards double row of towers and frame-filling vicinities of detached residences, … when trafficking in human beings grinds to a stall and the private vehicle is banned from the street, quite a lot of craftily targeted citizens will be able to switch over to being pedestrians and detect no pain.

Cyclists on Venice Beach … though often of LA is not bike-friendly. Photo: Alamy

The end of the car in Los Angeles? Bold terms for the man who announced Wilshire Boulevard one of the few enormous streets in “the worlds” where driving are particularly pleased after having, like earlier generations of English eggheads who learn themselves Italian in order to read Dante in the original, learned to drive in order to read Los Angeles in the original.

But just as its own language hear on wall street of Los Angeles have multiplied, its own language of mobility has changed there, as has much else besides. How readable would Banham, who perished in 1988 , now find it?

The smog that theorized bane of the citys postwar decades which he always minimise has all but faded. The era of apparently boundless room to gratify an obsession with single-family residences “ve been given” style to one of interpretation cranes sprouting to satisfy the brand-new is asking for high-density horizontal living. They stand not just over a downtown risen miraculously from the dead, but the specialised sub-centres sown all over greater Los Angeles.

Though the ban on private cars hasnt come yet , no recent development stuns any Angeleno who was there in the 1970 s more than the citys new railing transit network, which started to rise nearly 30 years after the conclusion of its Pacific Electric. It grades as such as a success of financing, planning and implementation( at least by the globally unimpressive American standard) that the rest of the two countries now seems to Los Angeles as an example of how to build public transportation and, increasingly, public seat in general.

Readers might scoff at Banham calling the Los Angeles freeway network one of the greater labors of mortal but he has demonstrated more of an ability to see beyond it than many current commentators of Los Angeles. Even though it is vastly better than any other motorway structure of my relationship, he wrote, it is inconceivable to Angelenos that it should not be replaced by an even better structure nearer to the perfection they are always seeking.

Banham detected downtown Los Angeles simply deserved a short assembly devote to it. Photograph: Alamy

Banham also foresaw the rise of the self-driving gondola, so often mooted these days as an alternative solution to Los Angeles traffic woes. But cars that drive themselves( as distinct from Baede-kar a then-fantastical singer sailing method dreamed up for Banhams TV doc, that countenances an uncanny resemblance to those every American driver uses today) come with problems that Banham also prophesied all those years ago. The marginal amplifications in efficiency through automation, he wrote, might be offset by the mental deprivations caused by destroying the residual misconceptions of free decision and driving skill.

Under each outwardly celebratory sheet of Banhams book lies the notion of change as Los Angeles merely constant: no matter how excitingly modern the car and the route, the working day will come to an end; no matter how comfortably idyllic the detached house, it very must fall out of prefer, or into impracticality, sooner or later.

Some of these components that reaped Banhams attention have, after their own periods of infamy, moved fashionable again. Even the humble dingbat has observed a residence in the future of the city, becoming the object of critical analyze and architectural contender.

Banham also determined the future of Los Angeles in other unprepossessing houses, especially one striking and elegantly simple-minded stucco casket on La Cienega Boulevard. Its inventor? A particular Frank Gehry, then virtually unknown but now one of the stronger influencers of the constructed surrounding in not just Los Angeles( his current high-profile job concerns re-making the citys famously dry, concrete-encased flow ), but other municipalities as well. The Toronto-born starchitect became his adopted hometowns architectural emissary only one of the myriad channels in which Los Angeles has influenced the rest of the city macrocosm.

These epoches, the rest of the urban world also influences Los Angeles. No longer struggling under the deceptions of total exceptionalism which prevails in Banhams day, it has, with its towers, develops, ballparks and even bike-share organizations, cleared strides toward the liveability so demanded by 21 st-century urbanists. It now even resembles( if faintly) New York, Boston, London, and Paris those thoroughly schemed , non-experimental metropolitans where, Banham lamented, warring pressure groups cannot get out of each other hair why i am pressed together in a hallowed labyrinth of cultural shrines and real estate values.

In its impressive attempt to incorporate older metropolitan moralities and play by the rules of good urban issues, modern Los Angeles dismisses the opportunities offered by becoming a similarly sacred labyrinth at its jeopardy. Continuing Banhams Los Angeles: the Architecture of Four Ecologies on its syllabus will hopefully protect against the terrible fate of losing its rule-breaking experimental metropolitan spirit.

The engineering-trained columnist regarded Los Angeles as a kind of machine. Though it has come in for a severely necessity modernise of its interface in recent years , nobody has yet written a customers manual more engaged in the city on its own terms as Banham did 45 years ago.

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In the 1960 s, British architectural critic Reyner Banham said his love for the city that his fellow intellectuals disliked. What Banham wrote about Los Angeles redefined how the world realized it but what would he think of LA today?

Now I know subjective opinions can vary, the reporter Adam Raphael wrote in the Guardian in 1968, but personally I calculate LA as the noisiest, the smelliest, the most unpleasant and most uncivilised major city in the United States. In short, a smelling sewer …

Three years later, Raphaels words appeared in magazine again as an epigraph of Reyner Banhams Los Angeles: The Architecture of Four Ecologies “the worlds largest” exuberantly pro-Los Angeles book further written. Ever since booklet, it has shown up on registers of enormous volumes about modern metropolitans even those being prepared by people who consider Los Angeles anything but a great American city.

Somehow, this notebook that attracted so much better of its initial advertising with shock ethic( In Praise (!) of Los Angeles, gibed the New York Times refreshes headline) has obstructed its relevance through the decades, such that newly arrived Angelenos still read it to familiarize themselves. But what can it school us about the Los Angeles of today?

An architectural historian a decade into his vocation when he first visited, Banham knew full-well that his fellow scholastics hated Los Angeles. How and why he himself happened so avidly to appreciate it constitutes the core question of his work on the city, which culminated in this slim volume.

The many who were ready to cast doubt on the worth of the enterprise, he reflected in its final chapter, included a discriminated Italian inventor and his wife who, on was found that I was writing this work, doubted that any person who has cared for architecture could lower himself to such a project and walked away without a word further.

The project began when Banham wreaked his shaggy whisker and wonky teeth to Los Angeles and was indicated that he desired the city with a fervour, in the words of novelist and Bradford-born Los Angeles expat Richard Rayner. Learning at the University of Southern California, who applied him up in the Greene brethren architecturally adored Gamble House in Pasadena, Banham had a privileged basi from which to explore. But what “hes been gone” looking for, and the route he wrote about what he saw and seemed, redefined the acces the intellectual world-wide and then the wider world realized the city.

Reyner Banham with his shaggy whisker and wonky teeth in 1968. Image: Peter Johns for the Guardian

Not that he affirmed his love right there on the tarmac at LAX. Banham initially received the city incomprehensible a reaction said that he shared numerous reviewers, wrote Nigel Whiteley in the study Reyner Banham: Historian of the Immediate Future.

Banham first attempted to publicly explain this cutting-edge metropolis, saturated across its enormous cavity with electronic devices, synthetic chemicals and televisions, in four 1968 BBC radio talks. He told to seeing how “hes come to” tractions with LAs embodiment of the experimental: its experimental shape and infrastructure, the combinations of cultures it accommodated, and the experimental lifestyles to which it gave rise.

But even an appreciator like Banham had his qualms with research results. In Los Angeles you tend to go to a particular lieu to do a specific thought, to another to do another thing, and finally a long way back to your dwelling, and youve done 100 miles in the day, he deplored in the third largest talk. The distances and the reliance on mechanical transportation leave no room for accident even for joyous accidents. You strategy the day in advance, curriculum your activities, and waive those random meetings with friends and strangers that are traditionally one of the reinforces of city life.

Nevertheless, to Banham this un-city-like municipality nursed out a promise: The unique significance of Los Angeles what provokes, plots and sometimes repulses me is the fact that it volunteers progressive alternatives to almost every urban thought in unquestioned currency.

In his subsequent landmark book, Banham enumerated Los Angeles leavings from conventional urbanism, as well as from all the rules for civilised living as they have been understood by the scholars of modernity, with obvious satisfy. It seemed to legitimise a modeling he had already, in a 1959 section, recommends to change the age-old perception of a single dense core surrounded by a wall.

Civilised living in suburban LA. Photograph: University of Southern California/ Corbis via Getty Images

Banham foresaw the city as scrambled egg, its shell burst open, its business yolk mixed with its domestic white-hot, and everything spread across the landscape, its evenness perturbed exclusively by occasional specialised sub-centres. A visitor to Los Angeles today might discover the city was indicated in merely the same way: as a network of nodes, a constellation of urban villages, an exercise in postmodern polycentrism.

Banham employed another paw in the eye of diehards who insisted that a city should have just one strong centre with his short chapter A Note on Downtown, which opens with the words, … because that is all downtown Los Angeles deserves.

From its fetishised formations such as the Bradbury Building and Cathedral of Saint Vibiana to its brand new office towers in their standard livery of dark glass and steel, Banham wrote that everything stands as an unintegrated scrap in a downtown situation that started to deteriorate long ago out of sheer irrelevance, as far as one can see.

The notebooks contrarianism indicates the contrarianism of Los Angeles itself, which, insofar as it acts the functions of a great city, in terms of size, cosmopolitan form, imaginative vitality, international influence, peculiar way of life, and corporate temperament[ substantiates that] all the most admired theorists of the current century, from the Futurists and Le Corbusier to Jane Jacobs and Sibyl Moholy-Nagy, have been wrong.

Filled with photos and sketches, Banhams book on Los Angeles fractions its subject up into the four ecologies of its subtitle: the beaches and beach townships of Surfurbia; the Foothills with their ever more elaborate and expensive palaces; the utilitarian Plains of Id( the only parts of Los Angeles flat enough and standing sufficient to are comparable to the cities of the Middle West) and the famous, then notorious, freeway organisation he dubbed Autopia: a single intelligible home, a coherent state of mind in which Angelenos invest the two calmest and most rewarding hours of their daily lives.

The 1893 Bradbury Building in downtown LA was an unintegrated scrap in Banhams gazes. Photograph: Michele and Tom Grimm/ Alamy

Between sections on the citys ecologies, Banham examined the buildings found in them. Populist, stylistically promiscuous, tradition-agnostic and often deliberately impermanent, Los Angeles architecture has, of all the citys ingredients, gleaned distain the longest. There is no reward for aesthetic virtue here , no penalty for aesthetic crime; nothing but a vast cosmic apathy, wrote the novelist James M. Cain in 1933.

More than 40 year later, Banham met a stylistic reward of Tacoburger Aztec to Wavy-line Moderne, from Cape Cod to unsupported Jaoul vaults, from Gourmet Mansardic to Polynesian Gabled and even in extremity Modern Architecture.

He discussed at length the LA building known as the dingbat a two-storey walk-up apartment-block … improved of timber and stuccoed over, all identical at the back but inexpensively, elaborately, decorated up-front, decorated with an aspirational appoint such as the Capri or the Starlet.

In defining dingbats as the real indication of Los Angeles metropolitan id, trying to be dealt with the unprecedented form of residential concentrations too high to be subsumed within the apparitions of homestead living, Banham diagnosed the center and persistent tension, then as now, between wanting to grow outward and needing to grow upward.

Banham attracted out the implications of Los Angeles ostensibly disposable structures not by idolizing them , nor disparaging them, but simply by ensure them as they were. Robert Venturi, Denise Scott Brown and Steven Izenour would preach the same approaching in their own city classic, Memorizing from Las Vegas, produced the following year: Withholding ruling may be used as an instrument to draw later judging most sensitive. This is a way of draw lessons from everything.

Still, even appreciators of Los Angeles might take issue with this method when Banhams non-judgmental attitude at the least toward the esthetics of American commercial culture starts to look like advocacy for bad taste.

The self-absorbed and perfected Watts Towers. Image: Hulton Archive/ Getty Images

Non-appreciators of Los Angeles certainly did. The painter and critic Peter Plagens, columnist of an 11,000 -word excoriation in Artforum magazine entitled The Ecology of Evil, travelled thus far as to name Banhams book dangerous: The hackers who do shopping center, Hawaiian restaurants and savings-and-loans, the dried-up civil servant in the separation of superhighways, and the forces of showbiz fringies will sleep a little easier and undertaking a lot harder now that their enterprises have been authenticated. In a more human civilization where Banhams doctrines would be measured against the subdividers assault of the territory and the pas specks in kids of my own lungs, the author might be stood up against a wall and shot.

Uncowed, Banham followed the book by starring in Reyner Banham Loves Los Angeles, a 1972 video documentary that followed him through one day in the city that obliges sillines of history and interruption all the rules, and inspired within him a passion that goes beyond appreciation or rationale. Stops on the tour included Simon Rodias handmade Watts Towers( a entirely self-absorbed and perfected headstone) to Los Angeles characteristic fantasy of innocence( prominently commemorated on all the delineates in his notebook ); the overgrown regions of the old-fashioned Pacific Electric Railways rusting runways that once tied the whole immense metropoli together; the decrepit canals and beachside bodybuilding facilities of Venice; and a Sunset Boulevard drive-in burger joint.

There, Banham questioned the painter Ed Ruscha, plainspoken and painstaking observer of American metropolitan cliche, what public buildings a guest should examine. Ruscha recommended gas station.

Banham pre-empted objections to Los Angeles metropolitan sort by claiming the word contents very little, had now been written that Los Angeles has no city figure at all in the commonly accepted feel. Yet whatever it does have, he bickered, has made a fascinating, and sometimes even efficient, placed of emergent city phenomena.

Come the day when the smog destiny ultimately descends, he narrated over aerial shoots of Wilshire Boulevards double row of towers and frame-filling vicinities of detached residences, … when trafficking in human beings grinds to a stall and the private vehicle is banned from the street, quite a lot of craftily targeted citizens will be able to switch over to being pedestrians and detect no pain.

Cyclists on Venice Beach … though often of LA is not bike-friendly. Photo: Alamy

The end of the car in Los Angeles? Bold terms for the man who announced Wilshire Boulevard one of the few enormous streets in “the worlds” where driving are particularly pleased after having, like earlier generations of English eggheads who learn themselves Italian in order to read Dante in the original, learned to drive in order to read Los Angeles in the original.

But just as its own language hear on wall street of Los Angeles have multiplied, its own language of mobility has changed there, as has much else besides. How readable would Banham, who perished in 1988 , now find it?

The smog that theorized bane of the citys postwar decades which he always minimise has all but faded. The era of apparently boundless room to gratify an obsession with single-family residences “ve been given” style to one of interpretation cranes sprouting to satisfy the brand-new is asking for high-density horizontal living. They stand not just over a downtown risen miraculously from the dead, but the specialised sub-centres sown all over greater Los Angeles.

Though the ban on private cars hasnt come yet , no recent development stuns any Angeleno who was there in the 1970 s more than the citys new railing transit network, which started to rise nearly 30 years after the conclusion of its Pacific Electric. It grades as such as a success of financing, planning and implementation( at least by the globally unimpressive American standard) that the rest of the two countries now seems to Los Angeles as an example of how to build public transportation and, increasingly, public seat in general.

Readers might scoff at Banham calling the Los Angeles freeway network one of the greater labors of mortal but he has demonstrated more of an ability to see beyond it than many current commentators of Los Angeles. Even though it is vastly better than any other motorway structure of my relationship, he wrote, it is inconceivable to Angelenos that it should not be replaced by an even better structure nearer to the perfection they are always seeking.

Banham detected downtown Los Angeles simply deserved a short assembly devote to it. Photograph: Alamy

Banham also foresaw the rise of the self-driving gondola, so often mooted these days as an alternative solution to Los Angeles traffic woes. But cars that drive themselves( as distinct from Baede-kar a then-fantastical singer sailing method dreamed up for Banhams TV doc, that countenances an uncanny resemblance to those every American driver uses today) come with problems that Banham also prophesied all those years ago. The marginal amplifications in efficiency through automation, he wrote, might be offset by the mental deprivations caused by destroying the residual misconceptions of free decision and driving skill.

Under each outwardly celebratory sheet of Banhams book lies the notion of change as Los Angeles merely constant: no matter how excitingly modern the car and the route, the working day will come to an end; no matter how comfortably idyllic the detached house, it very must fall out of prefer, or into impracticality, sooner or later.

Some of these components that reaped Banhams attention have, after their own periods of infamy, moved fashionable again. Even the humble dingbat has observed a residence in the future of the city, becoming the object of critical analyze and architectural contender.

Banham also determined the future of Los Angeles in other unprepossessing houses, especially one striking and elegantly simple-minded stucco casket on La Cienega Boulevard. Its inventor? A particular Frank Gehry, then virtually unknown but now one of the stronger influencers of the constructed surrounding in not just Los Angeles( his current high-profile job concerns re-making the citys famously dry, concrete-encased flow ), but other municipalities as well. The Toronto-born starchitect became his adopted hometowns architectural emissary only one of the myriad channels in which Los Angeles has influenced the rest of the city macrocosm.

These epoches, the rest of the urban world also influences Los Angeles. No longer struggling under the deceptions of total exceptionalism which prevails in Banhams day, it has, with its towers, develops, ballparks and even bike-share organizations, cleared strides toward the liveability so demanded by 21 st-century urbanists. It now even resembles( if faintly) New York, Boston, London, and Paris those thoroughly schemed , non-experimental metropolitans where, Banham lamented, warring pressure groups cannot get out of each other hair why i am pressed together in a hallowed labyrinth of cultural shrines and real estate values.

In its impressive attempt to incorporate older metropolitan moralities and play by the rules of good urban issues, modern Los Angeles dismisses the opportunities offered by becoming a similarly sacred labyrinth at its jeopardy. Continuing Banhams Los Angeles: the Architecture of Four Ecologies on its syllabus will hopefully protect against the terrible fate of losing its rule-breaking experimental metropolitan spirit.

The engineering-trained columnist regarded Los Angeles as a kind of machine. Though it has come in for a severely necessity modernise of its interface in recent years , nobody has yet written a customers manual more engaged in the city on its own terms as Banham did 45 years ago.

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A ‘radical alternative’: how one guy changed the sensing of Los Angeles

In the 1960 s, British architectural critic Reyner Banham said his love for the city that his fellow intellectuals disliked. What Banham wrote about Los Angeles redefined how the world realized it but what would he think of LA today?

Now I know subjective opinions can vary, the reporter Adam Raphael wrote in the Guardian in 1968, but personally I calculate LA as the noisiest, the smelliest, the most unpleasant and most uncivilised major city in the United States. In short, a smelling sewer …

Three years later, Raphaels words appeared in magazine again as an epigraph of Reyner Banhams Los Angeles: The Architecture of Four Ecologies “the worlds largest” exuberantly pro-Los Angeles book further written. Ever since booklet, it has shown up on registers of enormous volumes about modern metropolitans even those being prepared by people who consider Los Angeles anything but a great American city.

Somehow, this notebook that attracted so much better of its initial advertising with shock ethic( In Praise (!) of Los Angeles, gibed the New York Times refreshes headline) has obstructed its relevance through the decades, such that newly arrived Angelenos still read it to familiarize themselves. But what can it school us about the Los Angeles of today?

An architectural historian a decade into his vocation when he first visited, Banham knew full-well that his fellow scholastics hated Los Angeles. How and why he himself happened so avidly to appreciate it constitutes the core question of his work on the city, which culminated in this slim volume.

The many who were ready to cast doubt on the worth of the enterprise, he reflected in its final chapter, included a discriminated Italian inventor and his wife who, on was found that I was writing this work, doubted that any person who has cared for architecture could lower himself to such a project and walked away without a word further.

The project began when Banham wreaked his shaggy whisker and wonky teeth to Los Angeles and was indicated that he desired the city with a fervour, in the words of novelist and Bradford-born Los Angeles expat Richard Rayner. Learning at the University of Southern California, who applied him up in the Greene brethren architecturally adored Gamble House in Pasadena, Banham had a privileged basi from which to explore. But what “hes been gone” looking for, and the route he wrote about what he saw and seemed, redefined the acces the intellectual world-wide and then the wider world realized the city.

Reyner Banham with his shaggy whisker and wonky teeth in 1968. Image: Peter Johns for the Guardian

Not that he affirmed his love right there on the tarmac at LAX. Banham initially received the city incomprehensible a reaction said that he shared numerous reviewers, wrote Nigel Whiteley in the study Reyner Banham: Historian of the Immediate Future.

Banham first attempted to publicly explain this cutting-edge metropolis, saturated across its enormous cavity with electronic devices, synthetic chemicals and televisions, in four 1968 BBC radio talks. He told to seeing how “hes come to” tractions with LAs embodiment of the experimental: its experimental shape and infrastructure, the combinations of cultures it accommodated, and the experimental lifestyles to which it gave rise.

But even an appreciator like Banham had his qualms with research results. In Los Angeles you tend to go to a particular lieu to do a specific thought, to another to do another thing, and finally a long way back to your dwelling, and youve done 100 miles in the day, he deplored in the third largest talk. The distances and the reliance on mechanical transportation leave no room for accident even for joyous accidents. You strategy the day in advance, curriculum your activities, and waive those random meetings with friends and strangers that are traditionally one of the reinforces of city life.

Nevertheless, to Banham this un-city-like municipality nursed out a promise: The unique significance of Los Angeles what provokes, plots and sometimes repulses me is the fact that it volunteers progressive alternatives to almost every urban thought in unquestioned currency.

In his subsequent landmark book, Banham enumerated Los Angeles leavings from conventional urbanism, as well as from all the rules for civilised living as they have been understood by the scholars of modernity, with obvious satisfy. It seemed to legitimise a modeling he had already, in a 1959 section, recommends to change the age-old perception of a single dense core surrounded by a wall.

Civilised living in suburban LA. Photograph: University of Southern California/ Corbis via Getty Images

Banham foresaw the city as scrambled egg, its shell burst open, its business yolk mixed with its domestic white-hot, and everything spread across the landscape, its evenness perturbed exclusively by occasional specialised sub-centres. A visitor to Los Angeles today might discover the city was indicated in merely the same way: as a network of nodes, a constellation of urban villages, an exercise in postmodern polycentrism.

Banham employed another paw in the eye of diehards who insisted that a city should have just one strong centre with his short chapter A Note on Downtown, which opens with the words, … because that is all downtown Los Angeles deserves.

From its fetishised formations such as the Bradbury Building and Cathedral of Saint Vibiana to its brand new office towers in their standard livery of dark glass and steel, Banham wrote that everything stands as an unintegrated scrap in a downtown situation that started to deteriorate long ago out of sheer irrelevance, as far as one can see.

The notebooks contrarianism indicates the contrarianism of Los Angeles itself, which, insofar as it acts the functions of a great city, in terms of size, cosmopolitan form, imaginative vitality, international influence, peculiar way of life, and corporate temperament[ substantiates that] all the most admired theorists of the current century, from the Futurists and Le Corbusier to Jane Jacobs and Sibyl Moholy-Nagy, have been wrong.

Filled with photos and sketches, Banhams book on Los Angeles fractions its subject up into the four ecologies of its subtitle: the beaches and beach townships of Surfurbia; the Foothills with their ever more elaborate and expensive palaces; the utilitarian Plains of Id( the only parts of Los Angeles flat enough and standing sufficient to are comparable to the cities of the Middle West) and the famous, then notorious, freeway organisation he dubbed Autopia: a single intelligible home, a coherent state of mind in which Angelenos invest the two calmest and most rewarding hours of their daily lives.

The 1893 Bradbury Building in downtown LA was an unintegrated scrap in Banhams gazes. Photograph: Michele and Tom Grimm/ Alamy

Between sections on the citys ecologies, Banham examined the buildings found in them. Populist, stylistically promiscuous, tradition-agnostic and often deliberately impermanent, Los Angeles architecture has, of all the citys ingredients, gleaned distain the longest. There is no reward for aesthetic virtue here , no penalty for aesthetic crime; nothing but a vast cosmic apathy, wrote the novelist James M. Cain in 1933.

More than 40 year later, Banham met a stylistic reward of Tacoburger Aztec to Wavy-line Moderne, from Cape Cod to unsupported Jaoul vaults, from Gourmet Mansardic to Polynesian Gabled and even in extremity Modern Architecture.

He discussed at length the LA building known as the dingbat a two-storey walk-up apartment-block … improved of timber and stuccoed over, all identical at the back but inexpensively, elaborately, decorated up-front, decorated with an aspirational appoint such as the Capri or the Starlet.

In defining dingbats as the real indication of Los Angeles metropolitan id, trying to be dealt with the unprecedented form of residential concentrations too high to be subsumed within the apparitions of homestead living, Banham diagnosed the center and persistent tension, then as now, between wanting to grow outward and needing to grow upward.

Banham attracted out the implications of Los Angeles ostensibly disposable structures not by idolizing them , nor disparaging them, but simply by ensure them as they were. Robert Venturi, Denise Scott Brown and Steven Izenour would preach the same approaching in their own city classic, Memorizing from Las Vegas, produced the following year: Withholding ruling may be used as an instrument to draw later judging most sensitive. This is a way of draw lessons from everything.

Still, even appreciators of Los Angeles might take issue with this method when Banhams non-judgmental attitude at the least toward the esthetics of American commercial culture starts to look like advocacy for bad taste.

The self-absorbed and perfected Watts Towers. Image: Hulton Archive/ Getty Images

Non-appreciators of Los Angeles certainly did. The painter and critic Peter Plagens, columnist of an 11,000 -word excoriation in Artforum magazine entitled The Ecology of Evil, travelled thus far as to name Banhams book dangerous: The hackers who do shopping center, Hawaiian restaurants and savings-and-loans, the dried-up civil servant in the separation of superhighways, and the forces of showbiz fringies will sleep a little easier and undertaking a lot harder now that their enterprises have been authenticated. In a more human civilization where Banhams doctrines would be measured against the subdividers assault of the territory and the pas specks in kids of my own lungs, the author might be stood up against a wall and shot.

Uncowed, Banham followed the book by starring in Reyner Banham Loves Los Angeles, a 1972 video documentary that followed him through one day in the city that obliges sillines of history and interruption all the rules, and inspired within him a passion that goes beyond appreciation or rationale. Stops on the tour included Simon Rodias handmade Watts Towers( a entirely self-absorbed and perfected headstone) to Los Angeles characteristic fantasy of innocence( prominently commemorated on all the delineates in his notebook ); the overgrown regions of the old-fashioned Pacific Electric Railways rusting runways that once tied the whole immense metropoli together; the decrepit canals and beachside bodybuilding facilities of Venice; and a Sunset Boulevard drive-in burger joint.

There, Banham questioned the painter Ed Ruscha, plainspoken and painstaking observer of American metropolitan cliche, what public buildings a guest should examine. Ruscha recommended gas station.

Banham pre-empted objections to Los Angeles metropolitan sort by claiming the word contents very little, had now been written that Los Angeles has no city figure at all in the commonly accepted feel. Yet whatever it does have, he bickered, has made a fascinating, and sometimes even efficient, placed of emergent city phenomena.

Come the day when the smog destiny ultimately descends, he narrated over aerial shoots of Wilshire Boulevards double row of towers and frame-filling vicinities of detached residences, … when trafficking in human beings grinds to a stall and the private vehicle is banned from the street, quite a lot of craftily targeted citizens will be able to switch over to being pedestrians and detect no pain.

Cyclists on Venice Beach … though often of LA is not bike-friendly. Photo: Alamy

The end of the car in Los Angeles? Bold terms for the man who announced Wilshire Boulevard one of the few enormous streets in “the worlds” where driving are particularly pleased after having, like earlier generations of English eggheads who learn themselves Italian in order to read Dante in the original, learned to drive in order to read Los Angeles in the original.

But just as its own language hear on wall street of Los Angeles have multiplied, its own language of mobility has changed there, as has much else besides. How readable would Banham, who perished in 1988 , now find it?

The smog that theorized bane of the citys postwar decades which he always minimise has all but faded. The era of apparently boundless room to gratify an obsession with single-family residences “ve been given” style to one of interpretation cranes sprouting to satisfy the brand-new is asking for high-density horizontal living. They stand not just over a downtown risen miraculously from the dead, but the specialised sub-centres sown all over greater Los Angeles.

Though the ban on private cars hasnt come yet , no recent development stuns any Angeleno who was there in the 1970 s more than the citys new railing transit network, which started to rise nearly 30 years after the conclusion of its Pacific Electric. It grades as such as a success of financing, planning and implementation( at least by the globally unimpressive American standard) that the rest of the two countries now seems to Los Angeles as an example of how to build public transportation and, increasingly, public seat in general.

Readers might scoff at Banham calling the Los Angeles freeway network one of the greater labors of mortal but he has demonstrated more of an ability to see beyond it than many current commentators of Los Angeles. Even though it is vastly better than any other motorway structure of my relationship, he wrote, it is inconceivable to Angelenos that it should not be replaced by an even better structure nearer to the perfection they are always seeking.

Banham detected downtown Los Angeles simply deserved a short assembly devote to it. Photograph: Alamy

Banham also foresaw the rise of the self-driving gondola, so often mooted these days as an alternative solution to Los Angeles traffic woes. But cars that drive themselves( as distinct from Baede-kar a then-fantastical singer sailing method dreamed up for Banhams TV doc, that countenances an uncanny resemblance to those every American driver uses today) come with problems that Banham also prophesied all those years ago. The marginal amplifications in efficiency through automation, he wrote, might be offset by the mental deprivations caused by destroying the residual misconceptions of free decision and driving skill.

Under each outwardly celebratory sheet of Banhams book lies the notion of change as Los Angeles merely constant: no matter how excitingly modern the car and the route, the working day will come to an end; no matter how comfortably idyllic the detached house, it very must fall out of prefer, or into impracticality, sooner or later.

Some of these components that reaped Banhams attention have, after their own periods of infamy, moved fashionable again. Even the humble dingbat has observed a residence in the future of the city, becoming the object of critical analyze and architectural contender.

Banham also determined the future of Los Angeles in other unprepossessing houses, especially one striking and elegantly simple-minded stucco casket on La Cienega Boulevard. Its inventor? A particular Frank Gehry, then virtually unknown but now one of the stronger influencers of the constructed surrounding in not just Los Angeles( his current high-profile job concerns re-making the citys famously dry, concrete-encased flow ), but other municipalities as well. The Toronto-born starchitect became his adopted hometowns architectural emissary only one of the myriad channels in which Los Angeles has influenced the rest of the city macrocosm.

These epoches, the rest of the urban world also influences Los Angeles. No longer struggling under the deceptions of total exceptionalism which prevails in Banhams day, it has, with its towers, develops, ballparks and even bike-share organizations, cleared strides toward the liveability so demanded by 21 st-century urbanists. It now even resembles( if faintly) New York, Boston, London, and Paris those thoroughly schemed , non-experimental metropolitans where, Banham lamented, warring pressure groups cannot get out of each other hair why i am pressed together in a hallowed labyrinth of cultural shrines and real estate values.

In its impressive attempt to incorporate older metropolitan moralities and play by the rules of good urban issues, modern Los Angeles dismisses the opportunities offered by becoming a similarly sacred labyrinth at its jeopardy. Continuing Banhams Los Angeles: the Architecture of Four Ecologies on its syllabus will hopefully protect against the terrible fate of losing its rule-breaking experimental metropolitan spirit.

The engineering-trained columnist regarded Los Angeles as a kind of machine. Though it has come in for a severely necessity modernise of its interface in recent years , nobody has yet written a customers manual more engaged in the city on its own terms as Banham did 45 years ago.

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