Don’t mind me finally actualizing my review. ⬇️

This is a swashbuckling adventure full of pirates, treasure maps, and double-crossing rogues. It's the kind of story that keeps you on the edge of your seat, until the pacing decides to throw you off. Some parts race along with thrilling action, while others seem to drag like an anchor in the sand. Still, the excitement mostly wins out, making it an enjoyable ride.

That said, for all its high-seas charm, the book comes with baggage, mainly the whiff of colonialism and racism that sticks out like a sore thumb today. Sure, it was groundbreaking back in the day, setting the template for every pirate tale since, but that doesn’t excuse the outdated attitudes. It hasn’t exactly aged like fine wine, more like a forgotten barrel of rum. Nevertheless, Treasure Island remains a classic, even if some parts now feel like a relic of a less enlightened time.