All of this is somehow relatively convincing and exciting for most of the movie, despite unfortunate and generic effects such as slow-motion fight scenes and incoherent action shots. Through a backstory, told in misty flashbacks courtesy of his brave wife Jane (Margot Robbie), the whole remarkable story of this man of extremes comes together, leading the audience into a new African adventure involving the Congo, Belgium’s King Leopold, imperialism, diamonds, native tribes, slavery, leopards, elephants, lions, hippos and, of course, the family of apes that raised the ape man. His heroism is rooted in his incredible past as an extraordinary lord of the jungle. Powered in the lead by the silent, icy stare of the title character, well played by Stockholm native Alexander Skarsgård ( The Giver), whose Tarzan insists on going by his proper name John Clayton, the newest version takes the British aristocrat as a man of honor, integrity and the best of Western civilization. It’s not a great picture, but it has moments of wonder, historical basis and loads of exciting entertainment. This is an underdeveloped epic set in 1890 and much of it is good. So does The Legend of Tarzan, if not always successfully and with a few cringe-worthy lines and a leap of faith into the third act. movie is loosely based, I know from the character’s vast cultural history that they explore civilized and primitive man and nature through great, exotic adventures. Though I’ve never read the Tarzan stories written by Edgar Rice Burroughs, upon which the new Warner Bros.
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