vincent darré by BERNARD-HENRI LÉVY the prince of youth (barrès or cocteau or the memory of raymond radiguet) with his air of the enfant terrible TEXT PUBLISHED IN VINCENT DARRE: SURREAL INTERIORS OF PARIS, PUBLISHED BY RIZZOLI, 2018 He is, of course, “our young man” (as Barrès said of Proust), with his taste for parties, his dances till dawn in the style of Philippe Clay in French Cancan, and his devilish gaiety, as the phrase is applied to beauty. He is, of course, “the prince of youth” (Barrès again, or Cocteau, or the memory of Raymond Radiguet), with his air of the enfant terrible, the wild, open-air poet, the Dada dandy, and the crowds of young people whom he attracts like a magnet — in Paris, in Istanbul, and at all the clubs like Le Boeuf sur le Toit. And, of course, he is that peerless, boundless creator without rules, except, naturally, those that he…