Overwhelm the senses or starve them. Connect the driver so completely
with the car that he has to duck to avoid the crankshaft throws, or
isolate the cabin so absolutely that its occupants feel cleansed by its
serenity. Constant stimulation or sensory deprivation? When engineering
an expensive car, a path must be chosen.
After all, even billionaires in America like to consider themselves “middle-class.” Many drive Ford F-150s
and drink an occasional Coors. The Maybach is embarrassingly opulent,
even by the standards of most American one-percenters, and that’s why
only about 10 percent of the freshly re-imagined Maybach sub-brand’s
S-class production will make it over here.
Chinese culture, on the other hand, has a lingering caste system, and
the nouveau gentry expect to be driven in regal comfort while they drink
chilled Cristal from the optional sterling-silver champagne flutes.
Mercedes expects that 50 percent of new Maybachs will head there.
But the 2016 Mercedes-Maybach S600
charts a difficult middle course. It’s not a frantic supercar, nor is
it a numb isolation chamber on four wheels. Instead, it indulges each of
the five senses in considered doses.
Of course, the new Maybach isn’t a car for people who merely have their
names on parking spaces. It’s a $190,275, 523-hp, twin-turbo
V-12–powered leviathan for the titans who have their names on buildings,
especially in China.
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| Interior back |
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| Interior front |
Let’s check out the Maybach S600, one sense at a time.
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| Back view |
Sight
Look closely at the details as you take in all eighteen feet.
Most of the new Maybach’s mechanical substance is identical to the
standard S600’s. During assembly, an additional steel panel gets welded
to the floorpan, and new extended aluminum rear quarters and a longer
roof are bonded to the structure. With an 8.1-inch wheelbase stretch,
and the addition of chrome B-pillars and small windows behind the doors,
the result is massive-looking, but with a lavish, provocative profile.
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| Side view |
However, on the standard S600’s multispoke wheels, the Maybach also
looks anonymous. It’s the dazzling, optional Maybach-exclusive
20-inchers that bring the necessary eyeball wallop. Like silver Tiffany
serving bowls embedded into a polished set of E-T slot mags, the Maybach
wheels visually lower the car’s center of gravity and give it a frisson
of futurism. They’re encased in 245/40 front and 275/35 rear Goodyear
Eagle F1 Asymmetric 2 run-flat tires with square shoulders and
steamroller tread patterns. It’s all very master of the universe–type
stuff.
So forget the individual media screens in the rear lounge, don’t bother
with the seven possible colors of ambient interior lighting you can
choose from, and don’t look up through the standard panoramic sunroof;
the visual feast lies under each fender.
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| Interior |
Touch
Take off your shoes. Now take off your socks. That's real sheep.
All the Maybach’s stretch translates into additional legroom for the two
occupants in back, who are seated in thrones that look as if they were
pulled from an executive jet. With separate power controls, pillow-style
headrests, extendable legrests, and a perfectly coddling shape, they’re
as good for napping as any bed in your house. Six-footers won’t be able
to tap the front seatbacks with their feet.
Add the rear-seat comfort package—it really should be called the
insanely comfortable rear-seat package—and a hot-stone-massage system is
included. It’s the best thing you can touch in automobiledom, though it
doesn’t offer a happy ending.
Save for a few controls, there isn’t a surface that the rear-seat passengers can caress, pet, or stroke that didn’t once moo. Unless they go barefoot. Then, their toes sink into plush, sheepskin floor mats. Those used to go back
Save for a few controls, there isn’t a surface that the rear-seat passengers can caress, pet, or stroke that didn’t once moo. Unless they go barefoot. Then, their toes sink into plush, sheepskin floor mats. Those used to go back
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| Front view |
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| the door interior, headphone, and clock. |
Sound
Listen carefully and you'll hear nothing.
Mercedes claims that the Maybach S600’s rear passengers sit in the
quietest space in any car. Even the seatbelts’ inertial reels are sealed
to reduce the offensive noise of their operation.
Silence isn’t always a virtue, though, so every Maybach carries either a
Burmester surround-sound system or the even higher-end 3-D
surround-sound system that faithfully replicates orchestral music and
has tweeters that pop out and rotate when in use. But the Maybach’s most
engaging sound is heard mostly by the driver. Pressing the start button
initiates an ignition sequence that whirs the big 6.0-liter twin-turbo
V-12 to life as if the ground plugs had been pulled and fuel pumps
started on a moon-bound Saturn V rocket.
Unfortunately, as with other S600s,
the Maybach also uses the eco stop-start system that shuts off the
engine at every stop. And it gets annoying hearing the engine rumble
back to life every few minutes in traffic. The system can be turned off
but defaults back to on every time you restart. An eco mode in such a
staggeringly large and thirsty land yacht is a feint galling enough to
insult the intelligence of its buyers.








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