What a journey. I was going to give this a 4 because of the presentation, because there's no generosity in giving less than a 5 to stories of this stature, even if the most recognizable of them have been beaten into the ground, dug up, and cannibalized by ghoulish corporate vermin. I was enthralled by the first set of stories, which appear to have little traceable origin. They're fantastic. The second set of stories, where you'll find more of that corporate inauthenticity, are considered embellished by Western influence. There are many reasons and false reasons I was predisposed to dislike this second set, but I don't think you can deny they have a staler flavor, and I was angry at having been made to read them. Later in the book, presented with 18th century note fragments from which the second set was generated, I wished upon Solomon's Key I could have skipped the final Galland "stories" and just read his precursor notes. It would be weird I guess to reverse that order, but if there is an edition of these tales that does that with intentionality, I might actually give it a shot.
But I came back to a 5 because of the extras. There is a set of short fictions by Dickens ('A Christmas Tree'), Rossetti ('Goblin Market'), Poe (''The Thousand-and-Second Tale of Scherazade'), Lovecraft ('The Nameless City'), and O. Henry ('A Madison Square Arabian Night') that demonstrate the power of these tales in a way that makes one weep. I suppose it's this devotion to formative tales that suggests an exit from the Ivory Tower/Glower, but of course, once you've been up there, you forget the magic words that reveal the exit. These fictions are followed by a quick tour of the scholarship, the provenance of many of these tales. The context and questions from this section were important to me. Turns out there is a perhaps antiquated school of thought tracing many of these stories back to a Buddhist origin. While I'm not sure what I think of that, I find it illuminating to view these stories, and maybe all stories, as reincarnations of past stories, stories who continually decide to be bodhisattva, remaining with us here on Earth and postponing their arrival in the Pure Land. Sorry, too much The White Lotus I guess.