This is what a Cadillac should be: Large, stately, supremely comfortable, smooth, and powerful. A car to serenely consume the miles, soaking up potholes and ruts without unsettling. It's buttercream frosting on a three-tiered layer cake.
The above 1953
Series 62 sedan highlights those qualities.
Audacious compared to some of its understated European contemporaries,
it has a sense of occasion about it.
Compared to it, Cadillac has lost its way. A Caddy should not be an all out performance
car capable of storming the Nurburgring.
To be fair, Cadillac
has to build cars that satisfy the broadest swath of its target market, an
arena filled with quality products from BMW, Lexus, and Mercedes. All of these products are good. To stand out, your brand has to match up
favorably to the competition. This is
why new BMWs are less precise than their brethren of yore, why Lexus is
sharper, why Mercedes brought AMG in house, and why Cadillac has shed
buttercream in favor of the Paleo diet.
But in doing so,
Cadillac has lost touch of what makes a Cadillac.
