Tenenbaums is my favorite. I was in lower Manhattan on September 11th, and the fallout for me was that I started turning into Ben Stiller's character for a long while. When he has the breakdown at the end and starts to cry in Gene Hackman's arms, I pretty much lost my shit. But I loved all of it, top to bottom.
My complaint with Darjeeling Limited boils down to one scene that ruined screwed it up for me. The brothers go through the traumatic event (won't spoil for those who haven't seen it) and suddenly the film gets quieter. Music stops, dialog goes to a bare minimum. Beautiful. Thumbs up. But then, at the funeral, Anderson goes into one of his hyper-cool, slow-mo shots of the brothers walking in the desert while rock music plays. ARGH! Wasn't all of that posing and facade supposed to go away when the traumatic event happened? The scene made me think that Anderson - and his characters - are helpless posers. Even life-changing trauma cannot cure them of their social artifice.