My Self-Care Cinema Loot, as it’s been randomly deemed thanks to my nephews, consists of four TV boxed sets that I’ve been eyeing for the better part of three years and one film trilogy that I hadn’t realised had hit shelves in a single set. Most of these are mementos from my childhood and because of that they are so supremely cheesy, which, honestly speaking, is what makes them so bloody brilliant in terms of enjoyment