Film critics — who normally sniff their noses at the best-dressed handicappers — were forced to become fashion critics today, in order to grapple with the GQ photo spread that is Ocean's Thirteen. Is it just us, or does the wishful identification in these reviews (including our writer's) say something about critics' own savoir-faire?

“A casual, no-sweat, who-cares insouciance. It's grace under pressure turned into unfettered masculine style.” Owen Gleiberman, Entertainment Weekly

“Everyone looks their best … brandishing a we-know-we-have-it-and-you-don't unflappable cool …” Todd McCarthy, Variety

“… looking fighting trim and Hollywood beautiful, at your disposable pleasure as well as mine … Mr. Clooney, lovely and lean and a touch more gray … while Matt Damon looks handsomer, somehow more adult.” Manohla Dargis, New York Times

“Pitt, in a cream-colored suit … looks like a lord of the universe.” Mick LaSalle, San Francisco Chronicle

“… Refreshingly self-deprecating.” Peter Rainer, Christian Science Monitor

“Meta never seemed so sexy.” Bilge Ebiri, Nerve.com

“Impudent, roguish, almost laughably handsome.” David Edelstein, New York