[H]e was a seminal influence on surrealism, Dadaism, the nouveau roman, and the Oulipo….Roussel could have attempted to go the way of a popular writer like Rostand or of an avant-garde writer like Breton, but, both admirably and foolishly, he remained Roussel to the end.

—Ryan Ruby, Lapham’s Quarterly

An intoxicating sui generis novel by the greatest mesmerist of modern times (André Breton)

Locus Solus

Fiction by Raymond Roussel

Translated from the French by Rupert Copeland Cunningham

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Paperback (published March 28, 2017)

ISBN
9780811226455
Price US
15.95
Price CN
19.95
Trim Size
5.4 x 8
Page Count
256

Ebook (published March 28, 2017)

ISBN
9780811226462

[H]e was a seminal influence on surrealism, Dadaism, the nouveau roman, and the Oulipo….Roussel could have attempted to go the way of a popular writer like Rostand or of an avant-garde writer like Breton, but, both admirably and foolishly, he remained Roussel to the end.

—Ryan Ruby, Lapham’s Quarterly

Like a retelling of Scheherazade’s 1,001 tales, but filtered through a character who fuses P. T. Barnum-style turn-of-the-century showmanship with a Dr. Frankenstein-esque mad scientist mania, these stories within a story are fascinating on their own but even more so in concert with one another. And they act as the text which shadows (without fully obscuring) an alternative text, a treatise on obsession and innovation, which always seems to bubble just below the dreamy surface.

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Originally published in 1914, Roussel’s extraordinary novel still feels fresh more than a hundred years later… Both a guide to a deranged scientist’s estate and a prism for refracting Roussel’s diverse stories, this incredible novel is somehow both Gothic and modern at the same time.

—Seth Satterlee, Publishers Weekly

Raymond Roussel’s works immediately absorbed me: I was taken by the prose style even before learning what was behind it—the process, the machines, the mechanisms—and no doubt when I discovered his process and his techniques, the obsessional side of me was seduced a second time by the shock of learning the disparity between this methodically applied process, which was slightly naive, and the resulting intense poetry.

—Michel Foucault

Genius in its pure state. The Proust of dreams.

—Jean Cocteau

There is hidden in Roussel something so strong, so ominous, and so pregnant with the darkness of the ‘infinite spaces’ that frightened Pascal, that one feels the need for some sort of protective equipment when one reads him.

—John Ashbery