One of the most elegant, beautiful designs in Maserati history, the GranTurismo makes us forget the awkward geometry of the old Biturbo and the thick dullness of the GranCoupe that paved the way for it.
It's a standout piece of styling that's as exciting as it is enduring. Yes, it's full of stereotypical curves and lissome lines, and they're perfectly balanced and voluptuous. The rear quarters echo the muscular ones on a 944 or a Camaro, and the sleek wedge that lifts the lines from nose to tail is played up for maximum sensuality. The convertible gives the shape even more pronounced hips--never a bad thing. This year, all versions take on the tougher front air dam from the MC Sport, and it's a bit thicker and less graceful than it was, but the trident logo on the oval grille still stands out, front and center.
The Maserati GranTurismo isn't just good-looking--it's bewitching.
The interior's just as seductive. The control layout's globalized and without the irritating ergonomic lapses of the past, and it's slathered in the most attractive mix of leather and wood and metal this side of a Jaguar XK. The gentle dip across the dash that nestles the shield-shaped clock is perfectly understated, and it's played up when a two-tone combination of trim is specified. That's the dirty-capitalist fun part of ordering a GranTurismo--choosing Bianco Pregiato leather over Grigio Chrono, painting your brake calipers yellow or black, having your headrests stitched with tridents in red thread or black. Personally, we'd leave the cliched carbon-fiber trim behind, but you're free to make awful choices with your money. That's awfully hard to do given the impeccably tasteful options on the table.