Aaron Gilbreath has written a nifty piece in the Paris Review, Pleasure Domes with Parking, that does a nice job of outlining the mall's rise and fall: Malls adorned themselves in gaudy architecture and country-and-western motifs, presented themselves as shopping experiences rather than just places to shop, and capitalized on Americans’ aspirations toward glitz and glamour... The first mall Gruen designed, named Northland Center, included avant garde giraffe sculptures, extensive landscaping, and spinning mobiles. Southdale Center went further. It had a twenty-one-foot birdcage containing fifty colorful birds, tropical plants, costumed Hawaiians serenading crowds, and a huge central square named the “Garden Court of Perpetual Spring.”
One thing I would add, though, in addition to mall's vis-a-vis the cities, is malls vis-a-vis department stores. That's the original, Wanamaker's, on the left. In terms of retailing, that is what malls replaced. At one point, it was the department store that was the capitalist pleasure dome, with everything anyone could want available for a price, and displayed to make you want it at any price. Malls began their lives with the last vestiges of the golden age of department stores as anchors, but this was a mug's game because the entire mall itself became a virtual department store that no single store, however large and complex, could match. Add to this the thought that department stores themselves had been instrumental in establishing town centers in the first place, and it all goes full circle. Small town — big town — mall — big town — small town...
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