Tarzanxshameofjane1995engl

It was a small thing, salvaged from the wreck of the Fuwalda —a silver-backed hand mirror that had once belonged to her late mother. Jane kept it hidden in a hollow of the mongoose tree, wrapped in a scrap of sailcloth. She told herself it was a relic, a comfort. But every third sunrise, she would sneak away from the knot-hut she shared with Tarzan and sit before it, cross-legged on the moss.

“Then we learn together,” he said. “But not with that.” He nodded at the mirror. “The jungle does not judge you, Jane. Neither do I. Only this little glass ghost of England does. And England is very far away.” tarzanxshameofjane1995engl

The film is characterized by a "light and silly" plot that serves primarily as a framework for its numerous explicit scenes. It was a small thing, salvaged from the

And she would feel it: the shame.

Here is a blog-style breakdown that covers the key aspects of the film and why it remains a topic of conversation decades later. But every third sunrise, she would sneak away