It’s outrageously violent and eye-openingly explicit — the second Johnny Weissmuller / Maureen O’Sullivan jungle epic is wall to wall animal attacks, tribal carnage and woo-woo erotic scenes that push the limits of pre-Code tolerance. MGM spent a pile of money on tricky animal trainers and clever special effects to depict spectacular battles and gruesome wild beast attacks. O’Sullivan wears her revealing jungle outfit with pride, and Weismuller is one of the all-time top action heroes. Sexy, vulgar and frequently in questionable taste, it entertains more than most modern action thrillers.

Tarzan and His Mate
Blu-ray
Warner Archive Collection
1934 / B&W / 1:37 Academy / 105 min. / Street Date February 24, 2026 / Available at MovieZyng / 24.98
Starring: Johnny Weissmuller, Maureen O’Sullivan, Neil Hamilton, Paul Cavanagh, Forrester Harvey, Nathan Curry, George Barrows, Everett Brown, Ray Corrigan, Yola d’Avril, Jiggs, Paul Porcasi, Desmond Roberts, William Stack.
Stunts and doubles: George Barrows, Ray Corrigan, George Emerson, Joephine McKim, The Picchanis, Betty Roth
Cinematography: Charles G. Clarke, Clyde De Vinna
Production Designer: Arnold Gillespie
Film Editor: Tom Held
Music arrangements: William Axt
Special effects: James Basevi, Robert A. Mattey
Visual Effects: Warren Newcombe, Irving G. Ries
Screen play by James Kevin McGuinness based on characters created by Edgar Rice Burroughs, adaptation by Howard Emmett Rogers, Leon Gordon
Produced by Bernard H. Hyman
Directed by Cedric Gibbons ( + Jack Conway)

Just two years ago we applauded the WAC’s remastered release of  Tarzan the Ape Man. With the impatience of a typical disc collector, we immediately whined for more:

“If this is indeed just the beginning of a WAC Tarzan series, we can’t wait for a restoration of the second in the original MGM-Johnny Weismuller franchise, a scandalous pre-Code sequel that pushes both the violence and eroticism to Depression-era extremes.”

The new Warner Archive Collection disc makes that description seem inadequate. Remastered and restored, MGM’s first Tarzan sequel Tarzan and His Mate now plays like a provocative exploitation picture. Its white explorers are lecherous sexists. Maureen O’Sullivan’s spunky jungle heroine wears a surprisingly abbreviated leather loincloth, and spends one of her safari nights trying on peek-a-boo fashions. The jungle violence is unrelentingly sadistic. The native bearers are childlike, jabbering idiots; treated like slaves, they cower from every new threat. The action depicts black men being killed by the bushel, slaughtered by cannibal foes and tossed off cliffs by monstrous ape men. The English Bwanas shoot bearers that balk at obeying suicidal orders.

If you’ve never seen this show, get ready for some surprises. The safari is a non-stop non-PC cavalcade of racist, sexist lust and murderous savagery on the ‘dark continent.’

Two years after his girlfriend Jane Parker (Maureen O’Sullivan) disappeared into the African jungle with her new beau Tarzan (Johnny Weissmuller), the heartbroken Harry Holt (Neil Hamilton) readies a big-scale safari with two aims. Harry hopes to woo Jane back to civilization, and to get rich by collecting the mountain of ivory at the legendary Lost Elephants Burial Ground. Helping Harry is adventurer / playboy / slimy lecher Martin Arlington (Paul Cavanaugh), who uses his time on the upriver boat to seduce a married woman passenger. When Harry discovers that the unscrupulous competitors Van Ness and Pierce (Desmond Roberts & William Stack) have stolen his map to the ‘Mutia Escarpment,’ the safari must depart on short notice.

Harry and Martin catch up with the crooks, only to find them wiped out by a cannibal tribe that kills with arrows to the head. More carnage ensues until Harry & Martin’s bearers reach the foot of the escarpment cliffs, sacred ground that the cannibals won’t violate. But the killing doesn’t pause. On the big climb, ape monsters hurl big rocks at the safari. Screaming native bearers plunge into a thousand-foot drop.

All is saved when contact is made with Jane and Tarzan, who are cohabiting in a natural paradise, albeit one with constant attacks by vicious wild animals. Tarzan is his same uncomplicated, monosyllabic good guy possessed of a natural nobility. Jane does what she can to help Harry, but Tarzan says that the remains at the elephants’ bone yard are sacred … he won’t show them the way. Jane has fun donning the sheer dress and stockings Harry has brought, while Martin leers at her and offers suggestive come-ons.

The somewhat thick-headed Harry fails to sweep Jane off her feet: she wants to live in the wild with Tarzan forever. In between animal attacks, the female ‘old Cheeta’ dies, and young Cheeta (chimpanzee talent ‘Jiggs’) becomes the Tarzan family’s new surrogate child. With Tarzan refusing to cooperate, that dastard Martin wounds an elephant, knowing that it will instinctively go to the Burial Ground to die. He and Harry find the Elephants Graveyard, but Jane and Tarzan stop the ivory raid with a march of hundreds of elephants. That prompts Martin to ambush the Lord of the Jungle with his high-powered rifle. When a search for Tarzan comes up with nothing, Jane starts to believe that she has no choice but to return to civilization!

We’re not kidding about the film’s violent excesses — impressive animal performers and good special effects show Tarzan fighting lions, a rubber crocodile and even a trained rhinoceros — he rides on its back. He comes out of more than one lion wrestling match without a scratch. The ambitious action climax sees the criminal whites attacked by a group of lions. A battalion of cooperative elephants counterattacks in an orgy of effects work. Editing helps with the illusion of lions being hefted aloft and crushed; complex traveling mattes show lions climbing on elephants and biting their faces.

We’re a little surprised when the thoroughly reprehensible Harry and Martin are allowed to make self-sacrificing, noble exits. We’ve seen Martin put his slimy moves on Jane, shoot a bearer dead just to assert his authority, and treacherously pump a bullet into Tarzan. Harry is a walking moral marshmallow who never questions Martin’s actions. At least Tarzan is not compromised. All of us 10 year-olds love it when he comes to the rescue, knife in hand.

The movie reportedly cost about a million-four, even with shots repeated from the first film and (apparently) more generic footage taken from the old Trader Horn African shoot. Historian Tracy Scott Griffin tells us that designer – turned director Cedric Gibbons had his megaphone taken away early on. Jack Conway filmed most of the movie, but Gibbons kept sole screen credit.

Several cast members were replaced, perhaps when the first unit shut down so Maureen O’Sullivan could recover from appendicitis. Animal trainers and special units concentrated on the animal action — between the elephants, the rhino and Jiggs the chimp, the ‘animal performances’ are superb. Billed as Production Designer, Arnold Gillespie would later help MGM’s effects department, so was likely responsible for the film’s excellent matte work. The design of the cliffs, with dummies and stuntmen plummeting to their doom, is pretty exciting in itself. Some shots in the mass elephant stampede use dozens of elephant dolls, with excellent results.

The film’s sheer excess still makes an impact. Maureen O’Sullivan’s basic leather outfit is borderline NSFW. It is obviously her in the revealing silhouette shots slipping on Harry’s negligee-like ‘gown.’ Excellent doubles perform the underwater swim and hairy stunts like a 20-foot acrobatic swan dive into Tarzan’s arms. Most of the ‘swinging on vines’ shots look like repeats from the first movie.

The nudity and violence push the limit of good taste, while the uncomfortable racial attitudes are off the chart. Obviously, the sexuality on today’s average streaming shows is rougher …. but Tarzan and His Mate comes from a time when such erotic fantasies were truly daring. Ms. O’Sullivan really gets into the spirit of Sex in the Jungle. No coward she.

According to Scott Tracy Griffin’s research, MGM amplified the sequel’s sex & violence to keep pace with RKO’s previous ‘savage jungle’ tales  King Kong and  The Most Dangerous Game. The giant ape stomped on natives, chewed them up in its jaws, and stripped Fay Wray of her dress as if peeling a banana. The Most Dangerous Game offered the spectacle of a sadistic aristocrat showing off the severed heads of his victims, mounted like hunting trophies in a grisly display.

MGM had to keep up with RKO’s erotic content as well. In 1932’s  Bird of Paradise, Tahitian siren Dolores del Rio performed an erotic nude swim. The actress spent much of the movie topless save for strategic flower leis. That prompted Tarzan and his Mate to go all-out with a no-blinking underwater nude swimming scene, with no discreet cutaways.

When Production Code enforcement took over Hollywood in mid-1934, the curtain fell on all this naughty content (and the general freedom of expression). Nudity was strictly banned, on-screen violence was toned down, horror movies were strongly discouraged and gangster movies were banned outright. When some pre-Code pictures were reissued, offending scenes or dialogue was simply cut out. Bits are still missing from the Marx Brothers’ Horsefeathers, John Ford’s  Arrowsmith and Rouben Mamoulian’s  Love Me Tonight. Some movies were deemed too objectionable for reissue, and were simply shelved:  Island of Lost Souls and  The Story of Temple Drake. Ironically, being locked away prevented some pictures from being mutilated. Lost Souls and Temple Drake can now be seen intact.

Historian Griffin says that MGM was instructed to remove the nude swim, but they left it in for a few engagements. It definitely came out when the Code was enforced, and wasn’t reinstated until 1985.

We weren’t all that aware of 1934’s Tarzan and His Mate until the late 1980s, when Ted Turner began screening the MGM library on the TBS and AMC cable stations. And it wasn’t until the 1990s, editing video promos for George Feltenstein’s VHS and laserdisc releases, that I discovered just how wildly extreme a pre-Code action thriller could get. Feltenstein inaugurated a branded line called  Forbidden Hollywood.

This second jungle romp continues Jane and Tarzan’s deliriously romantic love relationship. We really believe that Jane is sold on her ‘pet’ jungle man, and that their relationship is based on good sex alone. The other indelible impressions are of the dozens of gruesome killings, mostly of screaming black natives. The strongest image is a close-up of a dead face with an arrow through its forehead, crawling with ants. Some of the action is too bloodthirsty to be serious. We feel the pain but also laugh out loud — it’s just too outrageous.

The Warner Archive Collection Blu-ray of Tarzan and His Mate is an excellent restoration with a much improved image and much clearer audio. The older stock footage scenes are easily spotted, as they are heavily filtered for a ‘tropical’ effect. Everything else is as sharp as a tack and looks great. Matte shots that once were a little funky are now much better. Those rotoscoped lions clinging to elephants now match much better.

We can’t do a shot-for-shot comparison, but the new transfer may clock in about 40 seconds longer than the old DVD. We got the impression that ‘new’ footage might be present, perhaps because the clearer image allows us to see more naked extras in the background and more gore in the close-ups of corpses. Or is the ‘extra’ length only because the new disc is measured differently?

The WAC’s extra short subjects both come from 1934. The Spectacle Maker is a two-reel musical filmed in experimental 3-strip Technicolor. In a fairy tale setting, a man makes magic glasses that get him in trouble when the nobility suddenly holds him responsible for the world’s ugliness. We recognize little actress Cora Sue Collins, and a very young Robert Taylor shows up in an uncredited bit part — apparently his first for MGM.

The odd short is John Farrow’s first IMDB director’s credit, billed as John Villiers Farrow. It has likely been included because Farrow’s very next assignment would be Tarzan Escapes.

The original trailer for Tarzan and his Mate begins with a shot of young boys reading a Tarzan comic strip, which seems odd after noting the film’s ‘adult entertainment’ excesses.

The other short subject What Price Jazz sees a busy musical revue interrupted by a pair of censors armed with a chrome plated shotgun, who want to put Jazz men out of business. Shirley Ross and Thelma White are among the singers, and the illustrious Nina Mae McKinney dances!

More good Tarzan photos can be found at the  Tarzan in Terror Orstralis page.

Recommended: Scott Tracy Griffin’s book  Tarzan on Film. He has the detailed lowdown on the entire history of Tarzan pix.

Reviewed by Glenn Erickson

Tarzan and His Mate
Blu-ray rates:
Movie: Excellent but Outrageous
Video: Excellent
Sound: Excellent
Supplements:
Original trailer
Short subjects The Spectacle Maker and What Price Jazz.
Deaf and Hearing-impaired Friendly? YES; Subtitles: English (feature only)
Packaging: One Blu-ray in Keep case
Reviewed: February 22, 2026
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