Oct 01, 2007
Reviewed By Paul Duchene
Price as Tested $82,850

“So it’s stoplight drags you like, you little whippersnapper? I’ll teach you to mistake me for a Buick. Hand me my inhaler, Mabel.” 400 hp, no-brainer V8, beautiful paint, fine panel fit, very tight, and handles well.


Feels like a Lincoln, costs like a Mercedes. Cream puffy seats with tacky piping, minimally informative gauges, touch-screen looks like cheesy 1980s game, shiny wood looks fake, even though it isn’t. Fire the guy who split the word Jag*uar on the trunk with a push button.


Jaguar has no one to blame but their styling department for their dismal sales. Look at how handsome Aston is, by comparison. Car is criminally dull after esteemed heritage. Like discovering Sophia Loren’s daughter is a frumpy, 250-pound technical writer, who lives for dungeons and dragons; this Jag is for those whose fantasies of the leaping cat outweigh the current reality.

Fun to Drive
3.0 rating
Fun to Look at
0.0 rating
Overall Experience
1.0 rating