Perfunctorily celebrated Masses do harm. So do utilitarian Masses.
So do the litany of excuses people concoct to justify the above.
I’m not sure why either exist – particularly in environments where sufficient time and resources exist? Then again, some of the most reverent Masses I have ever attended were in some pretty dire settings in poor sections of Mexico.
For every justifying recollection of “we used to have Mass on the hood of a Jeep using a chipped coffee mug!”, there are stores of St. Theresa of Calcutta demanding proper (not necessarily “fancy” or “expensive”) gold sacred vessels and proper priestly habiliments for the celebration of the Mass in the facilities she was responsible for, because simply put, God was worth it and that fact was worth underscoring to the faithful.
Celebrating the Mass as if it’s nothing more than just another required daily task does great harm – whether it is done in a great basilica or a modest chapel. Celebrating the Mass with great care, dare I say, great LOVE on the other hand, lifts up those in attendance.
No, this is not just about mere “preferences” or “perceptions.” It’s about showing respect for God, and for the representation of the greatest and most important event in the history of mankind. It’s about treating and presenting a miracle for what it is – a work of God.