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Licence to Kill (1989)
Rate:
3
Viewed:
12/11
12/11:
In case if you're wondering about a possible misspelling in the title for Licence to Kill, the first word
is how it's written in the UK, and remember this is a British, not American, film.
Like all the previous films, it's boring, flat, trite, and predictable. There's no pulse, either. I kept
looking at the clock, to count how many minutes to go, while telling myself, "Wow, this is a one long-ass film."
At certain points, Licence to Kill does have a nice pace, and when things were getting interesting, it would be marred
by a random, inexplicable scene. The worst moment is when James Bond caused a small fire in the chemical lab of
a major drug manufacturing center. I was thinking at that moment, "Hm, chemical lab...fire...chemical lab...fire...is it
typical? So, where are the sprinklers?" Yet the whole insanely huge compound is set ablaze.
Benicio del Toro has a tiny part, but he's the best thing going in the film. Unfortunately, he's not given the chance to do
much. Benicio del Toro would've made for a memorable Bond villain. This mistake proves once again how
dumb everybody is and why they keep making the same crap over and over.
Two women vie for James Bond's attention. Hmm, but does it matter? Because he always moves on with a new batch of
women in the next film and does the same shit again: woo, kiss, and use women for sex. That's why all
007 films are boring, flat, trite, and predictable.
Notice at the end when James Bond and his archenemy hung on to the rear of an oil tanker which eventually flipped over the
rocky cliff. It's amazing how they were able to survive with nary an injury. Ridiculous. If not left for
dead, nobody would escaped it without suffering from hundreds of broken bones, slipping into a coma, and/or receiving
intensive medical care.
At the beginning, Felix's newlywed bride seems to want to have fun with James Bond through some sort of an open relationship.
On the other hand, you have to be joking me that the man fed to the great white shark is still alive while recovering from an
amputated leg. I can never understand the point of James Bond. I mean, is he supposed to be working for his country? Or for
himself? Does he have ethics? Is he a robot or a goddamn professional poon hound? By the way, Talisa Soto, who plays Lupe,
married Benjamin Bratt after divorcing Costas Mandylor while Carey Lowell married Richard Gere.
All in all, a disastrously bad James Bond picture, Licence to Kill is the end for Timothy Dalton.