Tommy Cruise, an FC Hall of Famer, makes American Made and, essentially, the genesis of drug trade into a wild and clownish hoot. And through the clouds of cocaine and flurries of cash, this historically made up true story teaches us a bit whilst entertaining us a lot.

Barry Seal (Cruise) narrates the story ideally with the help of some well placed cartoon cartography and real life flashbacks. Things happen fast, almost too fast, but that’s part of the farce and his witty guidance and time-stamping allow for precise historical recollection. Seal is clueless yet intelligent and overwhelmed yet gains control. He blurs the line of integrity with each sojourn and evolves into the antagonistic good guy.

The insanity of the time is personified by Shafer (Gleeson), the CIA operative who tugs Seal every which way while he maintains plausible deniability. Gleeson’s humorous authority and logic are exceptional. Seal flips the script on the government by introducing the Medellín Cartel to America. Escobar (Mejía) employs Seal’s naivety, greed and usefulness to their benefit. It’s a dizzying scene.

Cruise always multiplies the role with his investment. American Made puddle jumps into the Film Clas Elite, laundering 4.79 napkins out of 5.