For tonight's fun movie, I decided I wanted to watch a James Bond movie, the one (other than MOONRAKER which I loathe) which I hadn't watched in the longest among of time. That honor fell to LICENCE TO KILL, Timothy Dalton's second and last Bond adventure. Carey Lowell is awful and Mr. Big is nothing more than a big drug dealer, but it is still a far finer Bond film than it's been given credit for. I always forget that the very young Benecio del Toro is in this.