Tarzan and His Mate
Before Hollywood formulated its puritanical Production Code in the mid-’30s, the most photogenic Jane (Maureen O’Sullivan) and Tarzan (Johnny Weissmuller) in screen history led a brazenly sensual existence. Their ooh-you-big-strong-jungle-brute-you courtship, begun in 1932’s Tarzan, the Ape Man (also newly reissued on cassette), reached a scandalously erotic pitch in the sequel Tarzan and His Mate, now on video for the first time in a complete, uncensored print.
No wonder the puritans were outraged: This pre-code Jane, unmoved by a shy ex-beau who wants to take her back to England, prefers to wake each morning with Tarzan blowing in her ear. She wears a top and loincloth so skimpy that in profile she’s virtually naked, and in a sequence cut from the original release, she takes a langorous skinny-dip. Flesh also figures prominently in several restored bits of explicit, modern-style violence, as when hostile tribes repel a British ivory-hunting expedition with spears piercing heads and chests in close-up. B