The  XF, Jaguar's mid-sizer, was a... leap.... forward in design, luxury,  and gimmicks when it debuted (no more J-gate shifter!). It not only made  the S-Type look like a slob, but made people relegate the S to the "end  of the bad days" section of history with Jag's unfortunate X-Type. The  XJ, on the other hand, has been the picture of restrained aristocracy -  as opposed to performance, value, or extravagance - in the luxury  segment for quite some time, its lines slowly evolving but never really  breaking the mold.
 
Well,  all that has just changed, for better or for worse. Never the sales  leader, the newest XJ is one of this year's debuts that needs to be  super-dee-super (much like Saab's 9-5); looking at the photos, well, it  is and it isn't.
The  bottom line is this: the exterior comes off like a photoshopped XF. The  front end takes the XF's face and makes it smoother and more elegant,  which happens to be a big bonus. Also, it doesn't appear to slope back  as much, creating a blunter, more aggressive demeanor when partnered  with the mean - and better-executed than the XF - headlights. For  anything else positive, other than the decent albeit "looks like SOMEONE  used to work for Audi" roofline, you'll have to go inside; right now  we're sticking to the exterior, where things go from good to bad in a  real hurry.
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he  award for biggest "Just say NO" idea goes to the c-pillar. What were  they thinking? Whether it's painted metal or just black composite, I  guess the idea was to give the illusion of the rear windscreen  wrap-around. If that was indeed the case, the chrome trim around the  side windows quickly put a stop to that idea. Also, why would they want  the rear windshield to appear wider than the panoramic roof? For the  sake of appearing out of balance, obviously.
The  rest of the rear three-quarter view seems rushed and stolen, with Audi  A6 written all over it. The taillights look like a cross between those  of the Lancia Thesis and the Maserati Quattroporte, while the trunk is  just plain, bland, and boring. The leaper is ok, but a car as  significant as this should say J-A-G-U-A-R across the back in  tastefully-sized chrome letters, telling you what it is instead of  giving Pictionary-esque hints.
That  said, the good stuff is on the inside. The interior is gorgeous, fresh,  and everything the newest big Jag needs to be. The layered dashboard is  different, while still keeping with Jaguar's traditional door-to-door  wood paneling theme. Does the dash's wraparound wood remind me of a  Buick Lacrosse? Sure, but it works (if Jaguar thinks Buick's design is  good enough to adapt to its range-topper, what does that say about the  new Lacrosse interior?).
The  raised center vents are reminiscent of a Pagani, and the attention to  detail regarding the trim is top-notch, even if some of the baubles are  bound to cause future problems (is that ambient lighting in the vents?).  Lastly, when 30 percent of the rear doors are covered with slabs of  wood, you know the car is ritzy. While the exterior is meh, the interior  is what convinces me that it's a Jag.
We  can all tell that the latest XJ is a 90-degree turn off the path its  predecessors laid out for it, but is it enough? It will certainly grab  attention for being the radical departure that it is, even if it  inherited more than its share of flaws trying to be like the rest of the  luxury gang; but will it be able to compete with the A-Team of big-lux  sedans? For performance, quality, and the rest, we'll just have to wait  for the reviews.
What we know is this: at $72,000 and change, the entry-level model with the 385HP 5.0-liter V8 seems to be priced just right; but a $15,000 hike for the 470HP supercharged V8 model? That seems like a bit of a gouge. And if you want the 510-horse "special order only" Supersport (it seems as if interior traits aren't the only item worth taking from GM) it'll take $112,000+ from you. For a supercharged V8 that's pushing it. It seems as if Jaguar still hasn't quite figured out its pricing and its targets just yet. The more things change, the more they stay the same.
By Phil Alex

Phil  Alex was born in Rhode Island in 1985. He graduated with degrees in  Finance and German from Wofford College in 2007 and has had an obsession  with cars and travel. Currently he resides near Japan's international  airport in Narita. He makes no apologies for his articles and welcomes  all feedback, as long as it is adamantly worded. If for any reason you  are inclined to vent some more, check out more of his posts on the  Examiner here.





