Ugh. I hereby entitle this review "me Tarzan, you Boring". 
 Sigh. I wanted so much to love this book... Really I did. I was excited about the premise and I'd heard more or less promising things... Just... Oh, boy in my humble opinion does this book SUCK. I can see how much effort went into research and what not but I just vehemently dislike the resulting product. 
 Jane is the most unlikable main character imaginable in this version of the story. Think of every "I am feminist hear me roar" chatacter with rebellious princess syndrome you've ever read about and go on and times it by ten. You will have an idea of Jane Porter herein. 
 She spends most of the book bitching about women's rights and how she wants said rights immedately, poo pooing any poor schmuck dumb enough to remind her that SHE is currently beginning the rights movement and it doesn't happen overnight. 
 She also repeats herself a lot. Most of her inner monologue can be summed up thusly: "I don't know if I really love Tarzan or not...I hate my mom...my daddy is dead/missing/has a bum ticker...I don't know if Tarzan loves ME or not....I love my mommy after ALL...I hate Ral...I used to like Ral, imma loser...my DADDY is dead...ooh look, monkey people..." 
 Yeah, bleepin' riveting. 
 I would have given this a one star if it wasn't for a) the obvious (if failed) effort to make this a good book and b) the ending which I grudgingly admit was entertaining and well written and a good way to close the frame story format. 
 Do not recommend. Would rather eat glass than read this again.