Clint Eastwood takes on the character of "Earl Stone", an elderly gent who takes great pride in his award winning flowers but one who is broke; facing the loss of his home and his business. He has to earn some cash, so takes on a job as a delivery driver. He's a Korean War vet, so whilst never quite sure what he is "delivering", he knows full well that the less police involvement with his antics, the better. Soon his success snowballs and he gets himself an unwanted minder. As his money worries dwindle, his personal ones start to rear their heads: his ex wife and his granddaughter who have both had occasion to feel abandoned by him. The DEA is also aware that something is amiss, and they've drafted in "Agent Bates" (Bradley Cooper) whose team is soon focussing in on the eponymous character and the net is beginning to tighten. It's not the best film made by Eastwood, this - though at 88, maybe any criticism ought to bear in mind that most folks that age have long stopped trying - it's very slow, almost plodding at times and the characterisations don't quite ignite. The pursuing agents and his cartel employers feature all to peripherally to add much impact to what is essentially the star doing what John Wayne did so well in "True Grit" (1969) - playing the part of a determined old man, and playing it well.