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Tarzan: The Shame of Jane (1995) is an artifact. It is the cinematic equivalent of finding a moldy Playboy magazine in a treehouse. It tries to be sexy, fails, tries to be adventurous, fails, but ultimately succeeds at one thing: reminding us that Tarzan has had a lot of bad days at the box office, but none quite as shameful as this. tarzan shame of jane 1995