Count D'Orgel's Ball

Count D'Orgel's Ball

By Raymond Radiguet; Annapaola Cancogni (Translator); Jean Cocteau (Foreword by)

New York Review of Books, Paperback, 9781590171387, 160pp.

Publication Date: March 31, 2005


Count d'Orgel is handsome, charming, and carefree, a model of cool aristocratic aplomb. His wife, the Countess, is beautiful and pure and loves her husband more than anything in the world. But from the moment the d'Orgels meet and befriend the clever young François de Séryeuse backstage at the circus, all three of these supremely civilized and witty people are caught up in an ever more intricate and seductive dance of deception and self-deception. At Count d'Orgel's masquerade ball, the real disguises are those of the human heart.

Completed just before Raymond Radiguet's death at the age of twenty, Count d'Orgel's Ball is a love story that is as disturbing as it is delicious.

About the Author
Raymond Radiguet est ne en 1903 et mort en 1923. En 1920, il fonde avec Jean Cocteau la revue Le Coq et publie son premier recueil de poesie. En 1923, son premier roman "Le Diable au corps" parait aux editions Grasset et assure dans l histoire de la litterature sa place de genie precoce.

En 1923 parait aux editions Stock le premier livre de dessins de Jean Cocteau. Le poete a alors 34 ans. On y retrouve plus d une centaine d illustrations: des portraits de Raymond Radiguet, Pablo Picasso, la comtesse de Noailles, des scenes de la vie quotidienne, des souvenirs des Ballets russes, des allegories Jean Cocteau s y revele un talentueux caricaturiste, croqueur de visages et d attitudes. Commemorant le cinquantieme anniversaire de sa mort, la reedition de cet ouvrage inestimable est un evenement.

Praise For Count D'Orgel's Ball

"Lovelier than Proust and truer than Balzac…."
— Jean Cocteau

"Raymond Radiguet’s Count d’Orgel’s Ball is a prototypically French novella: irreducibly classical, ruthlessly analytical, and so thoroughly disabused that it is hard to believe anyone so young could have written it. Never has grace been so curt, or tact so indecent, or psychology so diabolical. And yet, the tragedy of this young author’s death shadows us on each and every page of this unforgivably short novel and reminds us that the word 'genius' is not inappropriate."
— André Aciman

"Extraordinary assurance of this book…It partakes of the nature of a wager or an acrobatic feat. The achivement is almost perfect."
— André Gide