This book has long struggled for a name and an audience. "Island Nights' Entertainments" is the elegant but awkward alternate name for Robert Louis Stevenson's "South Sea Tales." It is often misprinted as "An Island Night's Entertainment" or other variations. Under its other title, the book becomes confused with "In the South Seas," a posthumous publication of his travels through the Polynesian islands which first appeared as "South Sea Letters" in magazines of 1891. But despite the problems with the title, why has this book not enjoyed the worldwide popularity of many of his other works?
Stevenson will always have a special place in my heart as being the author that got me into reading at a tender young age with his classic "Treasure Island." By the time I was ten, my mother bought me a leather bound collection of his major novels, so "Kidnapped," "The Master of Ballantrae," and "The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde" shortly followed as some of my favorite books. But while these stories were steeped in adventure, early science fiction, and romance, this period of fantasy writing came to an end when the author moved to the South Seas hoping to recover from tuberculosis. While residing on 314 acres he purchased on the island of Samoa, he wrote the three short stories in this collection, which are a study in realism. Of course, this ticked off a lot of fans, including Oscar Wilde, who pointed out that Stevenson went to live in one of the most romantic of places only to write his least romantic stories.
But romanticism is merely the naive fiction about places and events conjured in the minds of a society that has had no real experience of the things that are considered romantic. Stephen Crane's brilliant novel "The Red Badge of Courage" was a fine example of what happens when someone who romanticized war actually ends up in a real war! Stevenson no doubt enjoyed the sun and the beaches of his new home, but he also saw things that shocked him in what he formally thought was paradise. He also immersed himself in island culture, even coming to be known by the natives as Tusitala (Samoan for "storyteller"). His sympathies led him to take on the role of political activist for the Samoan people, which saw him fall from favor especially among contemporaries in rival countries competing in Samoa at the time, namely the U.S., Britain, and Germany. Stevenson's experiences led to some of his most honest and poignant portraits of the human condition, and they can be found in these three tales.
Now, if you read this book, you also will likely wonder what all the fuss was about regarding his lack of "romanticism" in the first place. Each story is deeply rooted in the fantastic. It is true that we don't get swashbuckling sword fights or larger-than-life villains. The fantasy is rather steeped in local island legends and superstitions.
The first story, "The Beach of Falesá," is a novella that dramatizes the clash of cultures that results from colonialism, with an unscrupulous trader trying to maintain a monopoly by exploiting the beliefs and customs of the indigenous people in order to make a new competitor taboo. Stevenson was ahead of his time in looking outside of his usual cultural worldview, exploring racism and attitudes toward women and mixed marriages without being preachy or condescending to his readers.
If you're familiar with the films "It Follows" or "The Ring," you'll likely appreciate this next story. "The Bottle Imp" is a morality tale about a cursed bottle that dooms anyone who dies while possessing it to eternal damnation. If someone buys the bottle, they can only be rid of the curse by selling it to someone else for less than they bought it. This leads to an interesting conundrum at the close of the story. When it was translated into Samoan, "The Bottle Imp" became the first published literature in that language.
The third story, "The Isle of Voices," continues the supernatural themes. A sorcerer discovers that, on an island where he is invisible to the inhabitants, burning leaves of a certain tree converts sea-shells to coins, thus giving him an endless supply of money.
The writing is outstanding, and is easy to comprehend despite the age. Unfortunately, we cannot know to what heights he may have taken his career had he continued this trend, as he died at the young age of 44 shortly after this book was published.
But as it stands, I will always have a tender spot for Stevenson carried forward from my childhood, and reading this book as an adult really solidified my appreciation for the true genius of this author. It is easily available in multiple formats. Also, as this is in the public domain, there is an excellently narrated Librivox recording of these stories that is free for the listening.
I highly recommend it to lovers of classic literature as a beach read or for anytime you want to enjoy a good book.