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Andrew Ferguson's musings, in "Me Tarzan, You Minivan," that men like sport-utility vehicles while women prefer minivans are full of sound and fury, signifying nothing [ESSAY, Aug. 4]. What Ferguson did get right is that very few SUVs ever perform any task more rugged than driving to the grocery store or picking up kindergartners. But to set up minivans vs. SUVs as a female-male battleground is an exercise in blowing hot air. Ferguson needs to look at the SUV in the lane next to him. The driver is probably not Tarzan at all--it's Jane! MARY...
Honk if you feel like Tarzan...
...every dead brown planet serving to exalt our life by contrast. We are the fireworks in the darkened universe, the Chinese firecrackers, the Roman candles and the sparklers. In a few short decades we may be spread out as settlers on various globes under the stars, calling out Tarzan yells to farther galaxies--kings of the brown hills...
...could have finished off Xena and Hercules; he loved as viscerally as anyone on Melrose Place--and his skirts were shorter than Heather Locklear's. He is Tarzan, ape-reared jungle king, the subject of more than 90 books, 40 movies and three TV series. Beginning on June 6 with a new documentary, Investigating Tarzan, AMC will showcase 32 of the films for three nonstop days and nights. They range from the 1918 Tarzan of the Apes through the Johnny Weissmuller vehicles of the 1930s and '40s (see our loinclothed hero beat up Nazis!) to the James Bondian takes...
...Tarzan's creator, novelist Edgar Rice Burroughs, felt that many of the films made a mockery of his books: Burroughs' hero speaks the King's English; the celluloid Tarzan grunts. But the campiness of the movies is, of course, what makes them so much fun. Unless you are Tarzan scholar George McWhorter, who believes Tarzan appeals because he "represents freedom of choice." For TV viewers, this summer at least, Tarzan represents freedom from reruns of Suddenly Susan...