Commando (1985) (part 2 of 6)
After a few seconds of them horsing around in a swimming pool, our montage ends as Jenny finishes making them sandwiches. John enters the kitchen and finds a sweet note from Jenny, and thankfully, this is as sentimental as the film gets.
They sit down to lunch, and after a joke about Boy George, we get what no Jean-Claude van Damme movie ever gave us: a legit reason why our all-American hero has an accent as thick as his arms*. Sure, it’s just a simple mention that he’s originally from East Germany, but it still beats the hell out of nothing.
[*They usually resort to the default response “He’s Cajun”, even though I’m pretty sure nobody from New Orleans has ever sounded like Jean-Claude van Damme. Not since the days of using the pelts of small woodland creatures as currency, at least.]