Borrowed the complete Johnny Weissmuller Tarzan boxsets from a mate of mine (inspired after reading Me Cheeta: The Autobiography).
I've not seen this in years and all I can say is WOW. There is so much priceless stuff in this - there is some great 'pre-national geographic' footage of African tribes used on a green screen while Jane and her big white hunter cronies parade on front of it berating their customs and costumes. Other bits of note:
Jane undresses unfront of her father while slagging his prudishness (Maureen O'Sullivan is a real cutie in this)
The bad guys are white midgets in black face - they capture people and drop down the killer ape pit.
When a porter falls over a cliff some one asks what was in the box he was carrying.
White people try to shoot/kill every living creature in the Jungle.
All elephants wear huge false ears - of all the gaffs in this film who people in the 30's really know the difference between African and Indian elephants.
My only dissapointment is that they only say 'JuJu' once in the whole file. But disspite all this its a great Jungle romp and Johnny's hair has oodles of charm - Cheetah on the otherhand has yet to come into his/her own.
It was actually a lot cheaper looking than I remember - so it'll be interesting to see how shoestring it gets onces the series is handed over to RKO.