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Mr. Big in Phoenix

1972 Cadillac Coupe de Ville
You ain’t gonna see the sunlight unless you answer me!
1972 Cadillac Coupe de Ville
Toby. Toby! I got me a regular Ben-Hur down here. Doing 95… minimum
1972 Cadillac Coupe de Ville
Is THIS the stupid mother who tailed you uptown?

Another Thursday, another Cadillac, although (evidently) there is a body or 10 in the trunk.

1972 Cadillac Coupe De Ville

1972 Cadillac Coupe de Ville
Feel the luxury flowing through you

Coupe de Ville, from the French word for bloated tank of lard.  This is the pinnacle of American luxury in the day.  Why?


  • 472 cubic inch V-8 – bigger than your puny Impala’s 350
  • 22 ft long – again, bigger than your puny impala.
  • Power windows, locks, a/c, long before they were common on kias
  • Leather, from actual creatures
  • An arm rest in the back seat.  That is the real kicker.  It’s how my grandparents knew they were in a real luxury car.  Not the other shit – the rear arm rest.

Uncle Bob had a shit brown one, which blended in nicely in dingy, drab Detroit.