CC Capsule: 1995 Cadillac Fleetwood Brougham – Premature Heir Loss

The poor last-of-the-BoF-RWD-dinosaurs 1993-96 Fleetwood Brougham gets no respect, no respect at all. Even at CC – there is no “proper” long-form post to commemorate this now genuinely classic vehicle. Sure, there are plenty of fans of these reading, commenting and writing on CC. Owners, current and past, even. But no long-form post about the Last of the Broughicans? (Or should that be Broughicants then?)

And you won’t be getting one from me, either. Because much as I understand how significant this car is historically, I found a tired tan one wearing a peroxide blonde toupee. I just cannot take it seriously. Had it been black or burgundy in perfect nick and easier to photograph, it might have been worth a shot. But as it is, I’ll just join the choir and gently josh this wrinkled Floridian.

Not that said pensioner has no dentures: these final-edition Floodwets came with Corvette V8 power, all 260hp of it, as advertised at the time. (I’ve seen 255hp quoted in other places, but who’s quibbling?) Surely that’s not too much to shift this bulging Boomer along with traffic, which by the late ‘90s was comprised of smaller and much more efficient cars, or much bigger and more ego-affirming trucks and SUVs.

It’s not great to be stuck in the middle of the pack. That’s why GM gave the whole platform, Chevrolet and Buick included, the heave-ho after the 1996 model year and used the lone assembly line dedicated to the old-school full-sizers to make Suburbans and Escalades. If you can’t beat ‘em…

Since it was impossible to get a rear-end pic, here’s one courtesy of GM’s PR department. Pretty close shade body-wise, but the vinyl top on this one is markedly grayer than the one I caught. Must have been the salty air during the trans-Pacific crossing. Or maybe they just get blonder with age…

There’s something about this yellowish top, ginning chrome snout and metallic beige body that makes one think of an old has-been B-lister with leathery skin, shiny dentures and an unconvincing hairpiece.

But you know what convinced me even less? That interior. It would have looked cheap in an ‘80s Chevrolet, never mind a ‘90s top-of-the-line Cadillac Footweed Bro-ham. I’m sure the leather seats are comfy and all, but surely GM must have known about perceived quality by the time they started making these. Nasty.

The missing trim on the rear wheel wells is unfortunate, too. But at this point, it’s just nitpicking. However, it looks like they managed to colour-coordinate the vinyl roof and the tyres, which is quite an amazing feat! Where can you find a set of four yellow-walls for your 25-year-old Fleecewool? On that there Internet, no doubt. Ain’t the 21st Century great?

I mock, jest and poke fun, but that’s because, deep down, I quite like these. It was inevitable that this type of car was to disappear, but GM did themselves no favours by giving these awkward styling and cheap interiors. Ford showed that the old-school concept, when done right, had enough remaining adepts that it could be commercially viable up to the late naughties. The fact that full-size RWD Cadillac sedans disappeared well before Lincoln’s last Town Car is a plot twist few could have foreseen. No respect, I tells ya.


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Curbside Classic: Boston Brougham (The Green-Plate Green Monster), by Mya Byrne

Cohort Pic(k) of the Day: 1995 Cadillac Fleetwood Brougham – The End Of The Long Road, by PN

CC Outtake: 1993-96 Cadillac Fleetwood Brougham – I Could Even Accept A Donk, by William Stopford

COAL: 1993 Cadillac Fleetwood Brougham – Mine’s Bigger, by BigTomBrougham

COAL: 96 Cadillac Brougham vs 98 Ford Crown Victoria LX – Showdown of the Last Old-School Big Sedans, by BigTomBrougham

My Curbside Classics: 1996 Impala SS, 1996 Buick Roadmaster Woody, 1995 Cadillac Fleetwood Brougham – The LT1 Holy Trinity, by ImpalaFleeta