I'll take a "golden age" pianist any day. I actually don't like to listen to the young flash-and-dazzle pianists much. They are actually boring after the first couple of pieces. We are going to hear Alfred Brendel next week. He's getting old, though. It's a bygone era, I am afraid.
I blame the competition requirements, which seem to foster the flash-and-dazzle repertoire, immediately followed by recitals for the winner, whose repertoire is, not surprisingly, flash-and-dazzle stuff. the focus is all wrong.
I think DinosaurTales has a very good point here. I for one cannot stand competitions/competition pianists *in general* (I do understand that some of the best pianists, even from the "golden age", earned fame through competitions)--that is to say, what kind of playing a competition typically garners. I think there has been a rather universal trend in contemporary art, that is, from, say, Horowitz's time onward, that preaches a sort of mass production of what, ideally, is regarded as "perfection" (though as Horowitz would say, rightfully I think, the only way to really achieve true perfection is through imperfection) which essentially results in a sterility in the art. Over-contrived and facilitated, mostly through monotony, our music, literature, even movies, seem to lack the life force and intrinsic excitement given to us by Romantic creators, and even those before that era. Competition pianists, for instance, are generally required to learn pieces "exactly" as they are written, without any *real* interpretation (playing it to the smallest detail in the text I think is regarded as "perfection") and in doing so they strip the music of its organic qualities. Again, though, I don't think this is exclusive to music but most art today: it's disgustingly sterile. Of course it's small wonder why, given that we live in an age well accustomed to mass-production, ease, efficiency, and expectations of brevity in all things.
But that is not to say there are no good pianists today, of course. Obviously I prefer the older legends, though, by far. I spend a lot of time researching such people, and could hardly care less for Lang Lang, Kissin, and so forth (though to be fair I actually like Volodos for what he does, and Yundi Li has some good moments). The best thing I can say about Lang Lang is that he seems to at least get attention drawn back to classical piano music, but at the same time he makes it look so damned ridiculous it's frightening to think that he could form the next piano revolution.
My favorite pianist personally is Cziffra; there's an artist who was not afraid of adrenaline and extemporaneous embellishments, all tasteful, but who also had an enormous respect for all repertoire and was willing to play a few uncommon pieces. To me, he was the perfect blend of poet and supreme virtuoso. Of course, Gould is a close second, followed by the typical Michelangeli, Lipatti, Rubinstein, Fiorentino, and so forth. There's one pianist who really impresses me but I wish they had more records of him on CD: Nyreghazi (spelling probably way off), who made his own enormous operatic transcriptions and had the technique to match them. Kocsis and Katsaris are also up there, and they're considerably more contemporary...