Matt Zoller Seitz
The worst American film I've seen this year.
Daniel M. Gold
The film gets more woolly and unfocused; many scenes feel improvised and only occasionally hit their marks.
All the controlled substances in the world couldn't improve a viewing of the execrable "Don Peyote," a tedious, incoherent look at a paranoid stoner's emotional and spiritual unraveling.
This Don Peyote doesn't even have a windmill to tilt at.
You feel as if, at any moment, anything could happen. The problem is, seemingly everything does.