There is a story - Wild Man whose become civilised and lives in a castle with a pretty young wife goes back to the land where he was raised.
And then the tall Viking God known as Alexander Skarsgard aka Tarzan does something like this and all thoughts of the plot go right out the window. 

The Chest is strong in this one. And luckily for us it features quite prominently.
Living in the jungle it seems requires very little clothing. Maybe it's the humidity it just makes those pesky things called clothes stick to the body. So why not just strip off that shirt and run wild and free
He certainly looks hotter... I mean cooler without that shirt. Though personally I'd be a tad worried about blood sucking leeches sticky to all the bare skin. That is if leeches exist in the jungle.
Still think of all the laundry he doesn't have to do by foregoing said shirt.

I'd almost like to send the producers and Alexander a nice gift basket just in appreciation of The Legend of the Chest.
"Dear Mr Skarsgard if you are reading this thank you , thank you, thank you. Yours an appreciate fan."

But really it's all about the Viking God and The Chest.
The end.
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