I sure have written a lot of words about WB’s The Legend of Tarzan considering how much I hate it. But then, maybe “hate” is a strong word. Maybe it’s the wrong word. The Legend of Tarzan isn’t a good movie by any stretch of the means, but I think I have to classify my response to it as “mystified” more than as strictly disdainful. Putting roughly 3,000 words to paper, so to speak, didn’t help me find any answers to the basic questions – e.g. “How the hell did this get made?” – but it did, at least, help me figure out just why the whole experience sat so poorly with me. My review at Paste Magazine is just the first step on that journey.