As rumors seeming to border on truth swirl about the mounting hype for Quentin Tarantino's next film, one aspect drowns out all the rest. Reportedly, Tarantino has a role – in his take on the Charles Manson murders, no less – in mind for none other than Tom Cruise. The prospect of him again working with the likes of Leonardo DiCaprio, Brad Pitt, Samuel L. Jackson and the like is welcome news as always, but idea of a Quentin Tarantino film starring Tom Cruise makes the mind run wild.

At one point, the idea may have been unfathomable. Working with an established cast, or stars who'd lost sheen, Tarantino stuck to his wheelhouse. Naturally, he's become celebrity friendly in his later period, and excluding some awkward cameos (we're looking at you, Jonah Hill) it's largely paid off.

Cruise on the other hand, offers a unique mix of both: he's still one of the biggest stars on the planet, a sure draw in territories outside of the States in which most younger stars still haven't managed to gain a foothold. On the other hand, he's simply not the unstoppable powerhouse he once was, seemingly forced to dwell ceaselessly in action-Cruise mode to retain some semblance of his once omnipresent career.

This year, we saw a gasp of cinematic life in the titan, as American Made presented a morally ambiguous (at best) character thrown into true-to-life chaos, rather than another shiny star vehicle. Nonetheless, we got a glimpse of Cruise at his lowest in the overblown, under-realized disaster that was The Mummy, and little to look forward to in a planned, far too late Top Gun sequel. To be fair, the next Mission: Impossible is almost certain to be just as much fun as the last McQuarrie helmed outing, and I'll be the first in line, but it's hardly new ground for Cruise.

So, the prospect of following that up with Tarantino sounds nearly too good to be true. Amidst his commercial pursuits, Cruise once always found time to challenge and stretch himself, whether by working with Stanley Kubrick for an infamously arduous, lengthy shoot, risking his formerly untarnished persona as Frank T.J. Mackey for P.T. Anderson, or ditching his hero's sheen to play a detached, cruel hit man for Michael Mann. In short, great directors bring out the best in a true talent that's too often neglected.

What's more, in most cases, I would understand Cruise's fear of risking his already brittle box office standing of late with an artistic venture, making Tarantino something of a cure-all for his recent troubles. I'll be the first to admit, I haven't necessarily been the biggest fan of the filmmaker's recent work, and wouldn't have expected to be put in a position as a proponent of his casting. However, love it hate it, no one leaves a Tarantino film with no reaction. The film is virtually guaranteed to be an event. Cruise would be instantly granted notoriety and the spotlight, and, at the very least, a solid shot at artistic rejuvenation.

There is virtually no downside to the decision.

So, as fans, let us be clear:

Mr. Cruise, sign on. Make the damn movie.