Here is one of the best written press reviews of the GT I have so far seen
"GT may be Alfa's best wine
Let's face it, nobody can design a car body like the Italians.
Even if occasionally they produce something like the Fiat Multipla, at least most of the results are never dull.
And Alfa Romeo's consultant designers, such as Bertone, simply do beauty in metal.
Take the latest Alfa, the GT.
At first I wondered why, when they already had such fabulous and successful bodies as the 156 and the GTV and Spider. All three of which also provided all the performance required to match the looks.
Maybe there was a spare styling design option that hadn't been used? A scribble on the back of menu at the end of a fine Italian meal which someone had forgotten about until they were picking through the receipts on the bedside table to fill out their expenses?
It's as good a reason as any?
And perhaps it is just another case of the best wine being kept until last.
Because, in the metal and with a key thrust into one's sweating palm, the GT is truly as gorgeous a metal creature as it looked in concept form at one of the motor shows I was at a couple of years ago.
There's something about the proportions. Something which can't be brought down to the mathematics of a computer, but which requires the kind of eye that can judge a beautiful form without ever needing a tape measure to assess the actual vital statistics.
A millimetre off can ruin an aesthetic as badly as a bird dropping on a picnic table's covering white cloth. And this cloth is pristine.
Indeed, the one blemish on the shape of the Alfa GT is the requirement to have a number-plate stuck on the front, which has nothing to do with the original design.
The sooner we get beyond physical identification plates for cars, the better.
Inside the GT is a familiar enough environment for drivers used to the 147 and 156. Subtly different but intrinsically keeping to the format. I think the dials in this one are better placed so not to be obscured by the driver's hands on the wheel at critical speed points.
The seats are very cuddling, making sure that all the driver has to worry about is driving. Because every Alfa is first and foremost a driving machine and the GT is maybe the current ultimate of that.
Dance the pedals, push and pull the shifter, point the wheel. And listen to your choice of sound, depending on whether you've bought the 1.9-litre M-Jet, the 2-litre JTS, or the awesome 3.2-litre V6 that can get you into penalty points going backwards.
Alfa Ireland's Joe Gantly quipped that they were considering installing a gizmo that would count out loud those points as you accumulated them.
"And then tell you to stop, as you no longer have a licence," I responded.
And, since this piece is related to the 3.2, I was going to have to be very careful not to drive myself out of business.
It is truly an engine that has no place in Irish driving conditions. Even if the top speed available was allowed, there isn't a stretch of motorway here that will make it worthwhile.
But there is a special feel to acceleration in this 240bhp GT from a standing start to the legal limit.
Like not having to change gear more than once if you want to change at all because not to results in a sound only otherwise heard on the likes of a Formula One racing track.
I have driven this engine, in a 156 GTA, on a track. It is truly a magnificent mill.
For Ireland, I'd suggest the 150bhp M-Jet diesel, because it will give you enough thump within legal speeds to feel as good as the car looks, though with a definitely basso tone.
I should go back to seats, specifically the back seats that I haven't mentioned. If the owner is Italian, because as a nation they produce smaller people than we are currently growing in Ireland, there is decent room for a pair in the back.
Behind me, forget it.
Behind me, in a machine like this, I don't care anyways.
Beauty is best appreciated on one's own.
There are then no squeals from the back as you step on the gas, except maybe from the tyres under pressure.