In 1949, Jean Cocteau spent twenty days in New York, and began composing on the plane ride home this essay filled with the vivid impressions of his trip. With his unmistakable prose and graceful wit, he compares and contrasts French and American culture: the different values they place on art, literature, liberty, psychology, and dreams. Cocteau sees the incredibly buoyant hopes in America’s promise, while at the same time warning of the many ills that the nation will have to confront—its hypocrisy, sexism, racism, and hegemonic aspirations—in order to realize this potential. Never before translated into English, Letter to the Americans remains as timely and urgent as when it was first published in France over seventy years ago.
20th century French avant-garde writer, filmmaker and boxing manager
In our current moment of distrust and anger and suspicion, Cocteau’s reminder is a welcome tonic.
— *New York Journal of Books"
Cocteau’s fans won’t regret making room for this short but sweet outing on their shelves.
— Publishers Weekly
That is how Jean Cocteau’s work seems to us, like a light, aerial, stormy civilization hanging from the heavy heart of our own. The very person of the poet adds to it, thin, knotted, silvery as olive trees.
— Jean Genet
A man to whom every great line of poetry was a sunrise, every sunset the foundation of the Heavenly City.
— Edith Wharton
One of the master craftsmen.
— Tennessee Williams
The lasting feeling that his work leaves is one of happiness; not of course in the sense that it excludes suffering, but because, in it, nothing is rejected, resented, or regretted.