Mercedes-Benz S-Class VS BMW M4

For the beginning of our day with the S-Class, we were chauffeured from home to a mansion in Kew, a blue-chip Melbourne suburb. Our heavily-optioned S450L featured most of the aforementioned extras – including the Business Class Package and Rear Entertainment Package – and the experience was predictably, sumptuously memorable.

Reclining individual rear seats with easy-reach tablets, armrests offering access to all multimedia and available climatised and massaging cushions and backrests... we're no longer in our normal ride, Toto.

Yet, all these trinkets and gizmos are mere add-ons, that can turn a stretched Caprice into a flash hen's night carriage if enough money and glitz is thrown at it.

No, the new S-Class must impress in an altogether less tangible and more philosophical manner, involving all the senses, and not just what we see, hear and touch. It must appeal beyond the superficial. Otherwise, it is not a large Mercedes-Benz luxury sedan in the classic manner.

This is a Herculean task for the Stuttgart designers and engineers. By and large, though, the Three-Pointed Star has succeeded in achieving something special.

In its perception of peerless quality and engineering, the W223 is striving to move forward and look back simultaneously to the glory days of the seminal W126 (1980-1991). This is through meshing traditional virtues like solidity and quality materials while dazzling its passengers with technology that is still friendly enough to want to enhance your experience.

You can sink into the soft lounge seats, watch the world pass by silently outside and never be aware of the road underneath or the engine ahead. Double glazing, exquisite and aromatic fabrics and materials and lush tactile surfaces work their magic inside the car, while an airtight and aero body, solid platform, air suspension and a muted yet muscular powertrain all do their thing underneath. The atmosphere is special and rarefied. That's what an S-Class needs to be and that's what is happening in our $299,000 (as tested) S450L.

The same more-or-less applies up front, as the same trim, leather, wood and technology surrounds the driver and passenger. The spectre of the car that is surely The Car of the Last Decade – Tesla's Model S – is evident in the portrait touchscreen and sparse, almost wallflower dashboard design and layout. No big imposing architectures here.

Yet, while the American upstart actually takes stuff away, the S-Class packs the cabin with subtle features that – like when the planes stopped flying last year and the birdsong subsequently returned – only become obvious once the cabin's design simplicity clears all the white noise for you to be in a better frame of mind to enjoy them.   

Take the haptic interface, for example, as it is perhaps the best we've experienced; the sense of well-being garnered from the cumulative effects of profound seat comfort (the massaging function was never switched off), cocooning micro climate environmental control, orchestral levels of audio entertainment and the theatre of light and vision performed by the two available screens; it is an automotive experience like no other. And the eye-tracking 3D-effect navigation set within the electronic instrumentation. No need for cinematic glasses to get the effect. The driving position itself, by the way, is also first class.

Room to stretch and grow for sure, and in every direction. But room for improvement? You betcha.

Your tester had a headache after a little while staring at that woozy 3D map. The central vents – four at the front, two in the rear – look and feel cheap, leaving us mentally redesigning them; they are frightfully out of place here; the carryover column-stalk auto lever should have been binned in 2005. And, even though the digital instruments have a number of options, none are elegant enough for the S-Class. That's an especially subjective criticism, clearly, but one that – in the context of classic Mercedes luxury sedan contenders – is justified given how timeless the Bruno Sacco era of Daimler design was. Look him up, kids.

Still, after a couple of hours behind the wheel, with our senses reset to calm, it is obvious that the S-Class cabin is a unique and wonderful place – as it should be at a cool quarter-of-a-million dollars.

Job done.

PS At 550 litres (20L more than before), the boot is massive and luxurious enough to sleep in.

The M4 Convertible is not a paragon of space efficiency, given its footprint.

At nearly 4.8 metres long and 1.9m wide, the M4 Convertible casts a sizeable shadow on the road, which only really pays dividends for front-seat occupants inside.

Ours was fitted with a very handsome pair of $7500, two-tone M Carbon bucket seats up front, a sort of futuristic tombstone design with a fixed headrest that looks like they were created by and for Stormtroopers; they do provide all the electronic adjustability one would need in terms of fore/aft, up/down and lumbar support movement.

But, unless you really need their g-force-bracing support and love their outrageous appearance, they are monumentally obstructive to effortless entry/egress and overall hip comfort if you don’t possess a gymnast’s physique. In fact, at times, they can feel downright torturous, especially in the gusset area due to the pointless (ironically) hard central bulge bit. The standard front seat set-up is perfectly fine, offering all the comfort and support expected in a luxury convertible, with the added bonus of headrest adjustability.

As with all G20/G80 generation 3/4 Series, the M4’s interior is a welcome return to form for BMW, from the excellent driving position and superb build quality, to thoughtful switchgear placement, brilliant ventilation and ample storage. And iDrive is probably the best and most intuitive multimedia system out there, too, needing no special skill or distraction once mastered.

A quick note about the instrumentation. The 4 Series design digital readouts are prettier than the standard 3 Series' ugly standard screen that looks ex-Honda Civic. This one offers alternative views and is easy to read at a glance. But it still makes us pine for good old analogue dials. Remember when BMWs were the world leaders in dial design?

Some familiarisation is also required to figure out the M part of the M4, including the various driving and performance modes; they’re divided into Road, Sport and Track settings. Yet, thankfully, they’re all far simpler to get your head round than before, which required too much fiddly concentration, since – once quickly learnt – everything is possible with eyes-on-the-road promptness. A new M Mode button offers pre-determined shortcuts to whichever drive combinations are desired.

The roof is well insulated, meaning that previous-gen folding hardtop-owning prospective buyers shouldn’t be too sad about the fabric above their heads. On the go, front occupants can enjoy a variety of configurations, starting with snug coupe-style cosiness and security, moving to cool pillarless hardtop-style windows-only down cruising, to the full top-down convertible glory. The latter also brings minimal buffeting at speed unless you’re stuck out in the back. Roof-up vision isn't brilliant, though.

Strangely, with the M Carbon bucket seat options ticked, it’s actually easier for some people to get into the back than the front. Pulling a strap sees the front bucket seats (slowly) whir as far forward as possible to allow sufficient room for people to clamber onto the rear seats.

Once sat, it’s clear that longer-legged people will struggle. Knee room is OK (especially if the front occupants are feeling sympathetic by moving their seats forward), there’s surprisingly adequate head room for your 178cm tester when slightly slouched, big feet can be tucked beneath the front seats and scalps never have to touch the rear glass thankfully.

And at least BMW has tried to make life back there comfier for smaller people, due to rear-facing air vents with climate and directional control, two USB-C ports, a pair of cupholders, a centre armrest and some handy storage. The materials are of a high quality construction, too.

However, the fixed back rest is far too upright, the knees-up posture quickly gets tiresome, the cushion is firm and you’re sat on a slight angle pointing outwards. Claustrophobics won't be too happy either. Annoyingly there aren’t side window buttons either, meaning only the driver can lower or raise them. The two-seater back seat is best saved for short trips or kids.

Happily, once the roof is dropped, the hemmed-in feel vanishes, there’s not too much wind intrusion or buffeting with the side windows up and there’s a sense of shared freedom that only a four-seater convertible can bring. Going the full drop-top experience will ruffle more than hairdos at freeway speeds, though. An optional wind deflector can fix that issue for front-seat occupants, but it goes over the back seats, turning the M4 into a two-seater ragtop.

Further back, the 300-litre boot isn’t accessible from the cabin, meaning you can’t put much inside at all. BMW fits a hinged flap that needs to be down for the roof to work since it cordons off the roof storage part of the boot when folded in; when lifted, there’s a useful amount of space for luggage, and it’s a handy rectangular shape instead of an L-shaped slot, but obviously at the cost of convertible driving. You can’t have both.

Note that, compared to the previous folding-hardtop M4, this boot is some 80L larger.