I grew up watching these films, they kind of things that played on saturday afternoons. They offered the amazing otherworldly feeling that movies can bring, this time in darkest Africa. The films are old, made during the colonial era when the crudest stereotypes reigned, and the entire theme - that a white man is somehow king of the jungle - today is somewhat offensive. Still, each film has an undeniable magic to them: the stories are excellent and full of suspense, with the handsome Tarzan and beautiful Jane (yes, that is Mia Farrow's mother!), seemingly ageless and always winning.
I watched these with my kids, who found them pretty laughable, but we enjoyed them immensely. I am delighted to have them on my shelf for an occasional reminder of childhood fun. You get Tarzan's mysterious discovery and meeting of Jane, the temptation of Jane to return to England with the machinations of a greedy conniver, and then the finding of boy. All great stories.