No more fun and games, no more corny villains, no more silliness…ok a little silliness, but not too much. It’s the late 80s and it’s time for a new James Bond. A Bond that won’t take your shit, a Bond that will bang your Mom, eat all of your Fruit Roll Ups and then leave. Timothy Dalton is here to steal your girl. Roger Moore was fun, don’t get me wrong, but we need a return to Fleming’s Bond. A cold, ruthless assassin in the streets and, well, ask your Mom about the sheets. The forgotten Bond, Timothy Dalton in The Living Daylights is this weeks Rewind Review.