This is fascinatingly digressive - deliberately so, because the author wants us to persuade us that the Chinese never had an original thought, but that it all comes from somewhere else. Thus we get, for example, a consideration of the mummification practices of the inhabitants of Papua New Guinea. What has this got to do with the myths of China and Japan? Why, says our author, because it proves that the Papuans were influenced by the ancient Egyptians, which therefore proves the Chinese were too....you don't have to be a Chinese Nationalist to find this both unconvincing and more than a little annoying....
This book was first published in 1924, so we must accept that there will be mistakes (for example - Dagon, god of the Philistines, is no longer thought to have been a fish-deity, as Mackenzie thinks, so cannot be an influence on Chinese water-deity myths). But - despite all the digressions - there is still enough fascinating material on China (especially) to make it a worthwhile read, at least for me. And I rediscovered another pleasure too: most of the books I've read lately have been mass produced paperbacks, or downloaded onto my Kindle: but the physicality of this one was a real pleasure. Big, creamy pages, pleasingly printed, attractively bound and illustrated, reassuringly heavy and fragrant with library dust and hints of wooden shelves: this was a pleasurable exercise in the aesthetic pleasure of book reading.