I think the one thing that would have the most impact in making the film even better is making Whitaker more of a threat. Cast a younger, stronger man and write the part more scary.
I just looked him up and he's about 10 years older than I thought he was. I thought he was close to Dalton's and Krabbe's age and only about a decade older than Brosnan. I don't think Whitaker could have been younger and stronger since Necros had that role. But Whitaker certainly could have been scarier.
There's no reason there can't be two athletic bad guys, bith Necros and Whitaker. I keep imagining Whitaker as a former officer in a an American elite unit such as Green Berets. He gets thrown out of the army for some sort of war crime (and corruption too?) He becomes an arms dealer like in the movie, but he also has his own mercenary army. The scene where he shows his guns to Pushkin the location could be on a gun range out in the dessert. When he shows off the new assault rifle as the grand finale he fires at live targets, FRWL style. Perhaps what looks like dummies on the gun range are really people who has betrayed Whitaker who are gagged and tied up. It would fit Dalton's style more too.
I don't either. I see the targets being tied up and gagged in the far distance. Pushkin only realises when whitaker drives him in a jeep past the dead bodies.
I thought Joe Don Baker whipped up quite a delicious character. But Thomas Wheatley looked rather doughy in a few shots to be believable as an MI6 agent.
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I just looked him up and he's about 10 years older than I thought he was. I thought he was close to Dalton's and Krabbe's age and only about a decade older than Brosnan. I don't think Whitaker could have been younger and stronger since Necros had that role. But Whitaker certainly could have been scarier.
That's sweet, but I doughnut see Pushkin pudding up with it.
The Living Daylights is full of great moments, but I think Number 24's suggestion would be the icing on the cake.
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I'll get my coat, too...
There's always a whisk that people will make fun of misspellings on the internet. Don't cake it personally. And, in my defence, Barbel egged me on.