One benefit from surgery recovery is that you have absolute license to watch bad movies. As C could not get about much for the first few days after surgery, I was his proxy at Elephant Pharmacy. I spent twenty minutes riffling through for any vintage Jean-Claude van Damme movies but came up zeros. Elephant probably has deemed Muscles From Brussels too mainstream tacky and not sufficiently of alternative campiness for it's shelves. If they rent the Spice Girls movie, they shouldn't snub Hard Target- it's got pre-hurricane footage of New Orleans in it. I didn't want to humiliate myself on C's behalf so I just got your usual WWII movie with Donald Sutherland and Michael Caine as a German captain in a plot to kidnap Winston Churchill. No submarines though.
Then I had to go through Andronicos and procure a hefty sack of prunes and a bottle of prune juice just as the doctor ordered for C.
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