Top Gear's Maserati MC20 review

By topgear, 01 July 2021


A new Maserati ‘super sports car’, a halo product for sure but also a massive statement of intent. We fully endorse Maserati’s stubborn refusal to become a footnote in the automotive annals. Like several other Italian names – and a few British ones for that matter – commercial realpolitik has come close to permanently shuttering what was once a name to conjure with, one that substantially pre-dates Ferrari and Lamborghini and is arguably better bred than its higher profile neighbours, depending on who you ask. Some cynics have suggested that Maserati should be quietly pensioned off so we can enjoy the likes of the original Ghibli, Mexico and TG’s personal favourite, the Allemano-bodied 5000 GT, in peace. Well the MC20 gives that idea the bird. 


Historically, Maserati is more of a GT concern and has a greater fealty to the eternally romantic if hopelessly outmoded concept of heading across Europe by car, companion and luggage on-board for the ride. The MC20 is certainly a more appealing way of getting to Chianti-shire than via Ryanair, not to mention a seriously full-blooded supercar proposition. Although the insanely beautiful mid-Fifties A6 GCS is cited by group design director Klaus Busse as an influence, Maserati has really only been here once before, with 2004’s magnificent MC12. (We might grant you Bora and Khamsin, at a push.) That proved itself to be in possession of serious motor racing chops, triumphing in the FIA GT championship in 2005 and ’06. 

Of course, it was was also essentially a remixed Ferrari Enzo, from a period when the old foes temporarily found themselves under the same roof. Now Maserati has autonomy – as one of approximately 63 different brands under the Stellantis banner – and the MC20 is 100 per cent a Maserati. There’s nothing in here that you’ll find elsewhere in the empire, even if it does somewhat resemble a scaled-up Alfa Romeo 4C. That was very pretty and pretty underwhelming; the MC20 is a thing to savour, whether in the quasi-marble effect Bianco Audace colour, Blu Infinito or Grigio Mistero. (Literally everything sounds better in Italian, and we’re pretty sure there is no word for beige.) The snouty, pouty nose is a highlight, as is the Lexan rear window whose intakes form the Trident motif. The butterfly doors help ingress and egress, as well as optimising the aero numbers at the front without polluting the bodysides with appendages. Still, Maserati’s Centro Stile has added some pollution of its own in the shape of pointless little strips that run from the front wheelarches into the doors. As ever, make your own mind up about the design but know this, keyboard warriors: the MC20 looks marvellous in the flesh. 

As with its forebear, it will go GT racing too, so they’re really not messing about here. Like McLaren but unlike Ferrari, Maserati has gone the carbon fibre route for the MC20 (Ferrari insists aluminium is fine at this level and reserves carbon composites for its hypercar unobtanium) for maximum structural integrity and reduced (if not minimal) weight. Maserati says the top half is more design-oriented, and the lower half is where aerodynamics have primacy. Highlights here include vortex generators at the front, a hump in the floor which rises in the middle to feed air to them before reconnecting with the chassis further along, and door sill ducts to aid airflow to the engine compartment. The MC20 was developed in a little over two years using an arsenal of simulation tools in Maserati’s Innovation Lab. The company says that 97 per cent of the car’s development was done virtually.


Forget the looks and the chassis, this is the MC20’s star turn. It’s an all-new, clean sheet unit dubbed Nettuno – for Neptune, holder of the Trident… see what they did there? – which features technology so advanced there are patents pending on it. It’s a 3.0-litre, twin turbo six-cylinder, with a 90° V angle and dry sump, making 621bhp at 7,300rpm and 726Nm ft of torque from 3,000rpm. Maserati claims a specific power output of 207bhp per litre, so the numbers are more than there on paper. But the secret bit is Formula One-grade pre-chamber combustion – called Maserati Twin Combustion – which pre-empts the traditional spark plug to create a bigger and more efficient burn. There’s direct and indirect injection too, working at 350 bar, all in the name of lowering emissions and reducing fuel consumption. It sits noticeably lower too, with promising consequences for the centre of gravity. Bridgestone developed bespoke rubber with an assymetric tread pattern, while local heroes Brembo supply the brakes: six-piston carbon ceramic jobs that need some heat in them before they really do their thing. As we discovered pulling away from Maserati’s HQ in Modena city centre.


A highly engaging and authentic supercar that also slips surprisingly persuasively into elegant GT mode
As ever with a Maserati, the MC20 has its idiosyncracies. Creating a supercar that meets all the current regulations means that the fancy new engine can feel a little uptight at times. The bandwidth is there but those 600-plus horses aren’t as wild as you’d expect. The trade-off is a car that really does work as a daily driver, in terms of its long distance refinement and ease-of-use. And at some point on your way to the Tuscan villa you’ll have a moment of clarity: Maserati has manufactured a genuinely impressive motor car here, one that more than justifies its existence without playing second fiddle to the back catalogue. 


The MC20’s chassis has been co-developed with race car specialist Dallara, which employed slightly different strategies for the three different models that’ll be spun off this platform: the coupe, a spider, and the pure-electric version. Extruded aluminium subframes are attached to the tub, while the suspension itself is a sophisticated multi-link set-up at the front and rear. It’s made of forged alloy, with two links at the bottom and one on top; it’s the other way round at the rear. 

This underscores a car whose mission is daily useability as much as it is adding a dash of Modenese glamour to a Snetteron track day. Speaking of which, there’s more than a touch of Lotus about its chassis dynamics, so rather than lumpen 4C, think enlarged Evora. 


This is a good thing indeed, especially on the roads TG headed to: after a long spell heading south on the autostrada – during which the MC20 proves itself phenomenally quiet for a big-tyred mid-engined supercar – we sought out some of the high altitude back roads made famous on the Mille Miglia. Pretty, twisty and often appallingly badly maintained, the MC20 remains unruffled regardless of what’s happening underneath. In fact, the suppleness of its ride might be its best feature, thanks to longer-travel springs and that clever suspension. 


A prominent rotary controller, whose design is modelled on a high end chronograph, offers five driving modes: wet, GT, sport, corsa and ESC off. This adjusts engine boost, pedal sensitivity, the exhaust valve, gear shift, suspension and traction control. A button in the middle of the controller allows you to fiddle with the three-stage electro-mechanical dampers, so you can mix and match. Unsurprisingly, Corsa is all but useless on the road, and the default GT setting seems to cover most of the bases. Sport is good on twisty stuff with the suspension in its soft setting for maximum compliance. The MC20’s superb steering and fabulous front end make light work of the endless hairpins up here, moving with a sense of grace and poise that’s reminiscent of an Alpine A110. Only one with well over double the power

That engine, though. It’s an odd thing in some ways, constrained by its need to be efficient while serving up the required sizzle. This is a seriously rapid car: 0-99 kph in 2.9 seconds, 200 kph in 8.8 and a top speed of 327kph. But it’s oddly old-school turbo in delivery down to a wastegate chumpf, and I preferred using the paddles to shift manually than letting the dual-clutch ’box – a Tremec unit also used in the latest C8 Corvette – do its thing. It needs to be worked pretty hard to get the best out of it, is the point. 

Some have noted that the Nettuno engine is a bit light on noise and we’re a long way now from the high revving scream of say, a Ferrari F355, but the MC20 still sounds charismatic in its own slightly muffled way. It just needs to… loosen up. Put it this way: were you fortunate enough to step out of a Lamborghini Huracán and into this, you’d wonder whether half the engine had gone missing. 

No issue with the brakes once you’re under way. Or with the chassis’ responses if you turn everything off. This is a beautifully balanced car, whose power-to-weight ratio, low centre of gravity and punchy powertrain are impressively harmonised. And once you’ve done with all that stuff it’ll shut up on the way home.


As we’ve said, ease-of-use is a big deal on the Maserati MC20. Those butterfly doors open wide and despite the carbon tub it’s easy to get in and out of it. Don’t worry about knackering your back or looking stupid as you pull up outside your pricey hotel. There’s loads of headroom and the A pillars don’t obscure the view ahead. The front wings crest pleasingly which both reminds you that you’re in a serious sports car and helps you place the thing on the road. 


Maserati has worked hard to future-proof the MC20. Amongst other things, it features a digital rear-view mirror, which basically replaces the mirror with a camera. Personally, I find these incredibly difficult to get used to, but you can turn it off and return to the traditional type. At which point you realise you can’t see anything whatsoever and switch it back on. 

The driving position is terrific, the Sabelt seats good to look at and even better to sit on. The MC20 features a 10.25in digital instrument cluster and a similarly sized central infotainment touchscreen, both of which work pretty well. There are no separate physical buttons for the climate control, but the main screen is easy to use and didn’t suffer from any glitchy hissy fits. Unlike the passenger door lock and the volume on the audio, both of which had a wobble. (Pre-series cars, says Maserati.) The MC20 is fully connected, with Alexa and/or Google smart assist, a WiFi hotspot and Tidal streaming. There’s also the option of a high end Sonus Faber audio system. 


Overall, it’s pretty good, both in terms of how it feels around you and how it’s put together. It blends carbon fibre and Alcantara to memorably desirable effect. Some of the graphics and the switchgear are a bit disharmonious, and while the exposed screw heads on the centre console and the doors are aiming for racy functionality that’s not quite the ticket on a near-£200k (RM1.1m) I’d delete the out-sized MC20 badge and Italian flag on the passenger side, too. One other important issue: a useable GT it may well be as a driving machine, but there’s not a lot of space inside for phones and Covid-19 masks and whatever else you carry about in 2021. Or for luggage: the frunk holds 47 litres, the rear compartment 101 litres. And the stuff we had stored in there was hotter than the surface of the sun after a day’s driving. They need to sort that out pronto.


This is a surprisingly busy part of the market and the MC20 finds itself going up against all the big guns: Aston Martin, Bentley, Ferrari, Lamborghini, Mercedes-AMG, McLaren and Porsche. (Did we miss anyone out? Honda NSX, maybe… remember that?) Truth is, if you’re someone like David Beckham – as it happens, a newly appointed Maserati brand ambassador – you’re most likely adding to your car collection rather than choosing a car like this as your only transport. So the £187,230 (RM1.1m) asking price is largely irrelevant, and likely to be swollen somewhat after a visit to the configurator. 

Maserati aren’t traditionally depreciation-proof and supply and demand issues are wreaking havoc with the values of some pre-owned supercars. But the MC20 is destined to remain a rare sight which should protect it.

Finally, Maserati claims 11.48 km combined fuel consumption; ‘lean into’ the MC20’s performance and naturally that number plummets into single figures. Overall, including mountain pass, motorway and urban driving, we crept into the low Twenties. But push that engine and it sure likes a drink