On The Living Daylights

Don’t ask me why, but I decided to watch a James Bond film today. Maybe it was a thread on TrekBBS where I defended George Lazenby’s work on On Her Majesty’s Secret Service. Maybe it was another thread on TrekBBS about voting for Worst Bond Video Game. Maybe. I like the character–I’ve read the Flemings, the Amis, half the Gardners, half the Bensons–and my preference in the character tends toward the literary version rather than the cinematic one. But I was in the mood for Bond, have yet to liberate my collection of hardcovers from my brother’s house, so a film it had to be. The Living Daylights it was.

Why Timothy Dalton’s first (and penultimate) James Bond film? It’s the first James Bond film I saw in the theatre. And as I mentioned, my preference in the character tends toward the literary one, and Dalton, of the actors to portray Bond on screen, based his performance as Bond the most on Fleming’s literary creation. He played Bond like a cruel, cold, heartless bastard, which is how Fleming wrote the character. Dalton gives that interpretation of Bond free reign in his next film, Licence to Kill, but you can see the seeds planted here. No one really trusts Bond. He lets fly with a quip or two, but you can sense that he doesn’t mean it.

The first hour of The Living Daylights is absolutely remarkable. A compelling mystery is brought into play. Bond has to investigate to find out what’s going on, and to do that he has to resort to a great deal of subterfuge. But once the story reaches Tangier, once Bond is betrayed by the woman he’s using to find the KGB defector, the film shifts gears entirely. What had been a sober espionage drama suddenly becomes a confused mess about the Soviet invasion of Afghanistan, drug smuggling by the Muhajadeen, and finally an anti-climactic ending in a arms dealer’s private compound.

That the film spends time developing the relationship between Bond and Kara Milvoy, the Bond girl played by Miryam d’Abo, instead of giving us set pieces is a bold move on the part of the writer and director. d’Abo’s Kara may be the best developed Bond girl since Diana Rigg’s Tracy in On Her Majesty’s Secret Service. I could believe that Kara would have feelings for Bond, feelings that Bond could reciprocate. That said, it’s fairly clear to me that, up until the final scenes, there’s some doubt in Kara’s mind about whether or not she’s simply being used by Bond as the story progresses, and that, too, is in keeping with Fleming’s conception of Bond and Dalton’s literary interpretation of the character.

Suffice to say, I liked The Living Daylights. It’s not without its problems–it has one of the worst Felix Leiters in the franchise–but it has its strengths in the right places. It has a story, even if it goes a little fuzzy at the hour mark. It has solid performances in Dalton and d’Abo. It could be stronger in the Bond villain department–even at the end the film can’t decide who the villain of the piece is. Despite the few weaknesses, I do like this film and consider it underrated. Maybe not an underrated classic, but it holds its own with the Connery-era.

The Living Daylights made me appreciate how deprived we’ve been of Dalton’s fine portrayal of Her Majesty’s secret servant. Dalton’s two films weren’t enough. I wouldn’t wish for Dalton in GoldenEye, even though the film was written for him, because I like the work Pierce Brosnan did in GoldenEye and beyond. He made for a damn fine Bond, cold and calculating, grim and determined, and I wouldn’t want to meet his Bond in a darkened alleyway.

Published by Allyn

A writer, editor, journalist, sometimes coder, occasional historian, and all-around scholar, Allyn Gibson is the writer for Diamond Comic Distributors' monthly PREVIEWS catalog, used by comic book shops and throughout the comics industry, and the editor for its monthly order forms. In his over ten years in the industry, Allyn has interviewed comics creators and pop culture celebrities, covered conventions, analyzed industry revenue trends, and written copy for comics, toys, and other pop culture merchandise. Allyn is also known for his short fiction (including the Star Trek story "Make-Believe,"the Doctor Who short story "The Spindle of Necessity," and the ReDeus story "The Ginger Kid"). Allyn has been blogging regularly with WordPress since 2004.

3 thoughts on “On The Living Daylights

  1. You know, there’s always the odd comparison of Doctor Who and Bond, but I follow the same pattern when it comes to stating my favorite Bond. I saw Roger Moore first in movies such as Octopussy and View to a Kill, but my favorite will always be Dalton and The Living Daylights will always be my favorite film. (Although after seeing all the Sean Connery’s, there are so many of them that come so close to winning that title. Like with Hartnell on Who, you have to acknowledge the man who started it all. I also agree with you that On Her Majesty’s Secret Service doesn’t get as much credit as it deserves.)

  2. I would be hard-pressed to name a favorite Bond. Roger Moore I can name easily as my least-favorite–he wasn’t miscast so much as his take on the role didn’t fit any rational conception of the character. As a kid growing up, watching the Bond films infrequently on ABC, I preferred Moore to Connery, but as I grew older, learned to appreciate the character more through the Flemings and the early Gardners I began to see that Connery was closer to the way James Bond should have been than Roger Moore could ever be.

    And then I saw On Her Majesty’s Secret Service. Lazenby’s not an actor, and it shows. But he manages to convey Bond’s internal struggle in that story as the character reaches the end of his emotional and physical ropes far better than Connery, all suave confidence, and Moore, all sardonic wit, ever could. And let’s be frank–Diana Rigg was awesome as Tracy. Of course James Bond could fall in love. Of course James Bond could get married. With someone like Tracy, how could he not?

    And then, 1987, The Living Daylights. As I mentioned, this was the first Bond film I saw in the theaters. I remember the lead-up to the film, the whole issue with Remington Steele which lead Pierce Brosnan to drop out of the role, providing an opening for Dalton. (I have to say it–Brosnan would have been too young for Bond in 1987. Even in GoldenEye he seemed a little soft for the role.) Dalton said he wanted to play the character the way Fleming wrote him. I liked hearing that. Then the producers said they wanted to update Bond, make him monogamous. I thought that a trifle odd, and more than a little misguided. Yet The Living Daylights manages to combine both of these ideas and make the audience accept them. Dalton’s a cruel bastard at times, and the film gives Bond one strong relationship with the female lead and spends precious screentime in developing that character. I can’t think of another Bond film that really does that well, except the aforementioned OHMSS and Brosnan’s The World is Not Enough. (Though I mention TWINE, it has a number of problems, many of them stemming from the casting of Denise Richards. Someone was out to lunch when the idea of Richards as a credible nuclear physicist was mooted.)

    The unfortunate thing about OHMSS and the two Dalton films is that they’ve become painfully easy to overlook. Connery, Moore, Brosnan, and those two other guys–that’s the way the vast unwashed masses will think of James Bond in the years to come. For fans of the character and his darker side, these are the three films not to miss. Timothy Dalton deserves better recognition for what he did in the role than to be cast aside in the public consciousness as an also-ran.

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