Let’s be clear about one thing: logic doesn’t dictate the purchase of a Maserati GranTurismo Coupe, any more than logic dictates the purchase of an Alexander Calder sculpture or an Andy Warhol painting. There are far more more practical grand touring coupes and convertibles on the market, including some for less money, but none are the Maserati GranTurismo or GranCabrio.
Buying one is an act of passion, with any thoughts of practicality or modesty cast aside. It’s a reward for one’s achievements in life, or perhaps just automotive sculpture that can be enjoyed nearly as much parked in one’s garage as it is on the open road, conducting a symphony of mechanical music from its Ferrari-derived 4.7-liter V-8.
If you’ve come to the conclusion that you must have a Maserati GranTurismo of your own, you’ll understand that few cars on the planet can match the sculpted lines and curves of the car. It’s shape is very feminine in form, and you are,...