We’re all supposed to enjoy, or endure, an Alfa Romeo ownership experience at some point in our lives.
The 2017 Honda CR-V is diametrically opposed to everything the Alfa Romeo SZ stands for.
You’re supposed to drive a car that reveals its character through its flaws, as if a shifter that only slots into third at 2,755 rpm is somehow symbolic of soul.
The 2017 Honda CR-V doesn’t shift. At all.
You’re supposed to tell a great breakdown story that involves a leafy Vermont village, a greedy mechanic, and a 48-hour wait for a repair that resulted in the best drive ever with an ex-girlfriend who severed your relationship the next day.
Not a single word of that could possibly apply to a 2017 Honda CR-V.
You’re an enthusiast, you have taste, you’re vulnerable. We get it. But maybe you should just drive a Honda CR-V and accept the fact that boring, or dull, or soulless cars can be wonderfully effective ways of transporting one’s family.
I’m not thrilled by the realization. But I’m impressed by the all-new, fifth-generation Honda CR-V. Read More >