Call it what you will, but if someone had told me this was the new Family Truckster for the next “Vacation” movie, I would have believed it. The Lexus designers who penned this monstrosity along with the management who green-lighted it, must be listening to Cheech & Chong records backwards, while injecting, smoking, and bathing in an unprecedented mixture of hallucinatory drugs. Wouldn’t you think that the collective Lexus dealers in the world would have by now done some sort of an intervention with these clowns?

However, the most amazing thing, is that this frigging abortion will probably sell well. It’s the “Emperor’s New Clothes” fairytale in real life and yet another sign that beauty and elegance are being kicked to the curb these days in favor of shocking ugliness and revulsion. Maybe they could offer a “Tattoo Edition,” with piercings in the wheel well arches. How cool would that be?

"Luke, I am your father."

The good news is with all that extra space up front it can hold a spare tire!

Yet another sign that the end of the world is nigh.

Kind of reminds me of the creature Arnold was chasing in the movie Predator.