#12 — Jungle Tales of Tarzan, Edgar Rice Burroughs (1919)
Jungle Tales of Tarzan is a collection of short stories and the sixth book in the Tarzan series, but it is curiously set in between two chapters of the original novel, Tarzan of the Apes.
I needed a palate cleanser after reading something quote unquote heavy. I enjoy pulp fiction, whether it’s noir, adventure or (most often) SF or whatever, and among the unread books in my queue was this mass market paperback I’d bought last year at Powells for a buck. I’d never read any books about the famous Ape-Man, and so I thought perfect, let’s enjoy some silly adventure stories. Hitherto the only thing I knew about Tarzan was that Olympic swimmer Johnny Weissmuller played him in the movies, and I only knew that because I’d been once or twice to the park in central Florida (read: swamp) where they were filmed.
So anyway, it turns out that Tarzan is a huge asshole. Read the rest of this entry »
