The Legend of Tarzan (2016)
Tarzan, having acclimated to life in London, is called back to his former home in the jungle to investigate the activities at a mining encampment. Here is a fun fact- Tarzan is the most rebooted and reimagined franchise of all time. Here is another fun fact- The Legend of Tarzan adds nothing to the legacy and really has no purpose for existing unless you REALLY want to see Alexander Skarsgård’s shirtless chiseled up body for almost 2 hours. It’s beyond ridiculous how in your face it is, but I digress and go back to my original point that this movie is nothing more than extraordinarily boring. The Legend of Tarzan picks things up with our revered hero after all the classic stories have already happened, which at first glance seems like a good idea considering that a refreshing story will probably be told. Not really, as there are about 50 different flashbacks to the origins of Tarzan anyway (is there anyone really going to see this movie that doesn’t know the original story of Tarzan) with a few reworked tidbits here and there, but for the most part all of this adds nothing. The first half of the movie (a.k.a. the scenes Alexander Skarsgård wears clothes in) shows Tarzan as an aristocratic trade emissionary, which is about as boring as it sounds. He lives in a castle leading a normal civilized life, viewed as a pariah to the locals of the land, while Jane (played by Margot Robbie in the first misfire of her career as far as acting and project picking goes) wants him to get back into the jungle. By the way, there is a flashback of how they meet, and it is completely ridiculous.