Their love-feast is nothing I can afford, but I wouldn't be welcome anyhow - Wright's smaller homes seem okay to me, but most everything else he designed feels flat, cold, and anti-Human to me. Big, ugly, rectangular slabs like the hideous Larkin building were about as appealing as the uglier factories of 1910 or so. He was a shrimp, and all of his interiors reflect his wish that everybody else should be as short as he was - doorways and ceilings barely high enough for a normal male of the 20th Century.
An egotistical, whore-mongering, family-deserting, bankrupt fraud who used men like Darwin Martin as a personal ATM - that's the real Wright. His main claim to fame was that he survived longer than his contemporaries.