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Film Review: The Legend of Tarzan

Dwight Brown | 8/2/2016, 9 a.m.
Some things should be left in the past and forgotten. Case in point: Tarzan. This modern version, “The Legend of ...
Samuel L. Jackson (left) and Alexander Skarsgård star in “The Legend of Tarzan.” (Warner Bros.)

— Some things should be left in the past and forgotten. Case in point: Tarzan. This modern version, “The Legend of Tarzan,” adds some politically correct touches to an old-fashioned (dated) story. But even with new gloss and a fresh scent, the central problem still remains: a near super-human White man lording over apes, animals and Africans. It’s an image that is dubious at best, and repulsive at its worst, even if well intentioned.

The script by Adam Cozad and Craig Brewer, based on the Tarzan stories created by Edgar Rice Burroughs, is set in the late 1800s after the man of the loincloth has relocated to England.

John Clayton III, the fifth Earl of Greystoke (Alexander Skarsgård, HBO’s “True Blood”) is a member of the House of Lords. He’s living comfortably in London with his wife Jane (Margot Robbie, “Whiskey Tango Foxtrot”). Everyone knows that even though he has a genteel demeanor, he was raised in the jungles of the Congo by apes.

Parliament has asked him to go to the Congo as a trade emissary. That’s due to an invitation from Belgium’s King Leopold who wants the world to know all the great things his country is doing for the region. Initially, Clayton is disinterested. He is convinced to go by George Washington Williams (Samuel L. Jackson), an American soldier-turned-humanitarian who believes the Belgians are secretly enslaving the Congolese. This argument convinces Clayton to return to his old surroundings, and his wife insists on accompanying him and Williams.

Little do they know that Clayton is being lured to his homeland by the king’s duplicitous envoy, Capt. Leon Rom (Christoph Waltz, “Inglourious Basterds”). Rom intends to trade Tarzan’s carcass for diamonds that are being held by the ape-man’s old nemesis, Chief Mbonga (Djimon Hounsou, “Gladiator”), who wants him dead.

And so, director David Yates (“Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2”) takes the characters and the audience off into the deep dark jungles and sun-burned plains of Africa where painfully obvious CGI animals roam (The Jungle Book did this so much better), everyone is dressed meticulously (Ruth Myers, L.A. Confidential), huts and homes are color-coordinated (set decoration Anna Pinnock, Skyfall), jungles are pristine (production design Stuart Craig, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone) and everything looks rosy (cinematography Henry Braham, The Golden Compass). The spit and polish on this overly gleaming production doesn’t bring a dose of reality and grit to what used to be a very earthy story.

As Clayton, Williams and Jane walk into a trap, and as Rom plots their demise, their backstories are told in annoying flashbacks that rob the film of momentum: Orphaned baby, raised by apes. Young ape-man meets daughter of a missionary. Ape-man kills man who killed his ape mom. A smarter script would have laid out the plot in chronological order to avoid so many distractions.

The anti-slavery and blood diamond themes add modern touches and concerns to an old vehicle. In addition, Samuel L. Jackson’s character and Waltz’s Rom are actually based on real people. But those are just footnotes in a complicated script that still can’t lift the film’s heavy baggage: A White savior rescuing Black people and apes. And in this poorly conceived rendition, he even has superhuman strength that allows him to annihilate busloads of rivals.