That even the future gets old is evident in what time does to the people, the schools, and the theories we once saw as champions of tomorrow, but nowadays glimpse with the wonder of one who observes specimens of another epoch in the dusty showcases of a cabinet of curiosities. Jorge Luis Borges wrote that glory is one of the forms of oblivion, and oblivion is sure to be the final destiny of Reyner Banham; meanwhile, the figure and the ideas of the bearded technophile and hippie continue to resist the ravages of time, as if they validated the self-proclaimed British critic’s nature as a prophet of the ‘immediate future’...[+]