If Jean-Paul Sartre was wildly popular, his younger friend, Albert Camus, was wildly cool.
Sartre was ugly; Camus, handsome. Sartre loved women; women loved Camus. Sartre was kind of a dick. Camus was cool.
And though Sartre’s writings were hugely popular immediately after World War II, they were soon eclipsed in popularity by Camus’ novels and essays, wh…