Van Damme had the Flintstones

...and I have Bajo La Misma Piel. If the "Muscles from Brussels" can pick up English from Hanna Barbera, then I should be able to improve my Spanish (and melodrama) by occasionally watching a telenovela during lunch breaks. If only there were subtitles, though. I'm not good enough yet to figure out why Bruno was so upset and hollering at poor Sara in that last scene...