20,087, The Foreigner. Just when I thought the demon cold had died, it’s turned zombie, shuffled back, and laid siege to my lungs and sinuses. I’ve got a busy weekend planned and I’m not going to be laid low by a zombie cold! I’m lopping off its head one way or another.
To my surprise, two characters in The Foreigner finally started talking to each other. They had a right chinwag, and since one is deceiving the other–well, I’m thinking Iago and Othello.