Venice, 1919. Antonio Lago, a young 26-year-old Italian engineer, is quietly enjoying his pasta in a small trattoria when suddenly three guys in black shirts arrive. Fascists. They pull out their knives and surround him. Antonio has only a second to react. He pulls the pin on the grenade he's been keeping on him for the past few months—yes, a real grenade—throws it at his attackers, and slips out the back door as it explodes. One dead man, while he's alive. That day, Antonio Lago realizes he'll never set foot in Italy again. What he doesn't yet know is that this forced exile will give birth to one of the most fascinating and chaotic car brands in history: Talbot.
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Because you see, the Talbot story is a bit like a serial drama where no one ever knows who will buy who, who will die, who will be resurrected. A brand that will have had more lives than a cat, more owners than a dubious used car, and yet which will have left its mark on the automobile like few others have. As someone who has collected cars from this era for years, I can tell you that every Talbot has a story to tell. And that of the brand itself is downright cinematic.
Origins: When a British Earl Meets French Industry
Let's go back to 1903. Charles Chetwynd-Talbot, 20th Earl of Shrewsbury—yes, that's a striking name—decides that the automobile is the future. The problem is that being a British aristocrat helps with social events, but building cars is a different story. So he partners with Adolphe Clément-Bayard, a French industrialist who knows his trade.
And then the Earl did something brilliant: he built the UK's first car factory in North Kensington. Better yet, he had his family crest engraved above the entrance. Because, well, prestige wasn't a joke in the Chetwynd-Talbot family. I think it was crazy, that era when noble craftsmanship was mixed with nascent industry. It was a far cry from today's robotic factories.
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But you know what's funny about the early 20th-century car industry? It's a complete mess. Imagine a giant Monopoly game where everyone is constantly buying everyone else out. Talbot became Talbot-Darracq in 1920, then reverted to simply Talbot in 1922, before being incorporated into the STD Motors - Sunbeam-Talbot-Darracq consortium. Frankly, back then, you needed an organizational chart to keep track of who owned what.
The arrival of the Italian savior
And that's where our Antonio Lago, the one who always carried his grenade, comes in. In 1936, he bought the struggling French branch of Talbot. He was 43 years old, unable to return to Italy because of his past with the fascists, and he transformed this declining brand into one of the most prestigious manufacturers in the world.
Antonio is a character from a novel. A brilliant engineer, but with a completely crazy adventurous side. This grenade story says a lot about the guy. He survived an attack, so after that, a struggling car company was a joke for him.
He founded Talbot-Lago and set himself the mission of creating the most beautiful cars in the world. Not the most practical, not the cheapest - the most beautiful. And I must say, he succeeded beyond all expectations.
The Talbot-Lago "water drop": Art on wheels
In 1934, Antonio joined forces with Joseph Figoni, a brilliant coachbuilder. Together, they created something absolutely revolutionary: the first "teardrop" bodies. The Talbot-Lago T150C, with its aerodynamic design that effectively resembles a drop of water stretched by the wind.
The first time I saw a T150C at a collector's, I was speechless. This car, even when stationary, looks like it's traveling at 200 km/h. The lines are so pure, so fluid, that it looks like it was sculpted by the wind itself. Figoni and Falaschi bodied these Talbot-Lago chassis like goldsmiths. Every curve had its purpose.
The problem was that these marvels cost a fortune. The 1953 Grand Sport was sold at such an astronomical price that only about fifteen were sold. Fifteen! Its 2.5-liter successor fared no better, with only 50 cars sold. It was beautiful, it was fast, but it was prohibitively expensive.
The legendary sporting epic
But hey, Antonio Lago didn't just build show cars. He also wanted to prove that his creations were the fastest. And here we enter an absolutely epic period in the history of motorsport.
1950, 24 Hours of Le Mans. Louis Rosier at the wheel of a Talbot-Lago T26. This guy is about to do something absolutely crazy: he drives 23 hours and 10 minutes of the 24-hour race. 23 hours and 10 minutes! He only handed the wheel over to his teammate—his own son, Jean-Louis—for exactly two of the 256 laps. That's 50 minutes of the entire race.
I'm telling you this, but try driving for 3 hours straight on the motorway, you'll see how easy it is. He drove a racing car for almost 24 hours non-stop on the Sarthe circuit. And he won! It was the only French victory at the 24 Hours of Le Mans between 1926 and 1972.
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But wait, the story gets even crazier the following year. 1952, same race. Pierre Levegh, another Talbot-Lago driver, decides he's going to do even better than Rosier. He drives for 22 hours and 40 minutes straight, leading the race by 5 laps. He's 70 minutes away from victory when... bam! The crankshaft bolt breaks. Game over. After driving alone for almost 23 hours.
That's the Talbot-Lago spirit: give it your all, never give up, even if it blows up in your face at the last minute.
Formula 1 and technical innovations
Talbot-Lago also excelled in Formula 1. In 1949, the Belgian and French Grand Prix won! The technical innovations of Antonio Lago and his engineers worked wonders. Walter Becchia developed independent suspension, and Carlo Marchetti refined the twin-cam engines. These cars were technological marvels.
Except that making something beautiful, fast, and technical costs an arm and a leg. And Antonio Lago, despite all his passion and genius, couldn't balance the books. In 1958, riddled with debt, he had to sell to Simca. The dream was over.
Antonio died in 1960 in Paris. He was awarded the Legion of Honor for his services to the French automobile industry, but he saw his empire collapse. The man who survived the fascists with a grenade did not survive the economic realities of mass-market automobiles.
The Talbot-Lago was perhaps too beautiful for this world. Well, that's Talbot's first life. Because this brand will have others.
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PSA's failed revival
Okay, back to our story. 1979. PSA Peugeot Citroën buys Chrysler Europe and decides to resurrect the Talbot brand. Because, well, Chrysler in Europe sounded a little too American. Talbot had character, and history.
Except that changing a brand's identity overnight isn't that simple. Workers aren't happy, there are social conflicts, the economic crisis is hitting, and the models being rebadged as Talbot are already aging. The Simca Horizon becomes the Talbot Horizon, the Simca 1307/1308 becomes the Talbot 1510...
I remember that time, I was a kid, but you could see it was a makeshift project. Sticking a Talbot logo on a Simca doesn't make it a real Talbot. The soul of the brand, the prestige, the technical excellence of Antonio Lago, all that had disappeared.
The brand lasted a few years. In France, it died out in 1986. In Spain in 1987. In the United Kingdom, it survived a little longer with only the Express utility vehicle, but it was over by the mid-1990s.
The legacy that remains
But you know what's crazy about this story? Today, the rights to the Talbot brand belong to Stellantis. Stellantis! The group that owns Peugeot, Citroën, Fiat, Chrysler, Jeep... They have in their portfolio one of the most prestigious brands in automotive history.
Will we ever see a real Talbot again? Who knows. In this industry, anything is possible. Look at Alpine, which came back, Mini, which was resurrected... Maybe one day, a Stellantis executive will think that the world needs new Talbots.
In the meantime, we still have the vintage models. The real T150Cs that now sell for millions of euros at auction. The T26 GSs that are the dream of collectors around the world. And then there are the miniatures, those little marvels that allow us to keep this history alive.
Because that's ultimately the story of Talbot. A succession of deaths and rebirths, acquisitions and resurrections, sporting glories and economic failures. A brand that has never been able to choose between art and commerce, between dream and reality.
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The Talbot Spirit: Beauty versus Profitability
What fascinates me about this story is this constant conflict between beauty and profitability. Antonio Lago wanted to make the most beautiful cars in the world. He succeeded. His "drop-shaped" T150Cs are still considered masterpieces of automotive design today.
But making something beautiful is expensive. It takes time. It requires craftsmanship. And in the mass-market car industry that was developing after the war, there was no longer room for this kind of philosophy.
Ford was churning out its Beetle by the millions, Citroën was revolutionizing the market with the 2CV... Meanwhile, Talbot-Lago was selling a few dozen Grand Sports per year at prohibitive prices. It was magnificent, but it was doomed.
And then there was this PSA resurrection, which clearly shows the difference between having a name and having a soul. PSA had bought the Talbot name, but not the Talbot spirit. The result: decent cars but without personality, which had nothing Talbot about them but the logo.
That's why I find miniatures so important. They preserve the memory of these exceptional cars. When I hold a small 1/43 scale T150C in my hands, I see again that whole era when the automobile was still an art before being an industry.
Talbot's Lessons
Ultimately, what does Talbot's story teach us? That in the automotive industry, as elsewhere, we have to choose. Either we create something beautiful and exclusive, and accept being a niche market with all the risks that entails. Or we create something practical and affordable, and give up on the dream.
Antonio Lago chose the dream. He created cars that collectors still fantasize about 80 years later. But economically, it was a failure. PSA chose practicality. Commercially, it made sense at the time. But historically, it was bland.
Today, with electric cars and the standardization of designs, we perhaps need the Talbot spirit more than ever. This creative madness that makes us prefer to lose money rather than make something ugly.
Okay, I'll end with a little secret. The first Talbot miniature I ever owned was a 1937 T150C "Teardrop." I found it at a garage sale, poorly packaged and a little damaged. But when I saw it, I understood why Antonio Lago was willing to risk everything to create such marvels.
Because some cars aren't just means of transportation. They're dreams on wheels. And Talbot, despite all its deaths and rebirths, despite all its commercial failures, will forever remain the brand that transformed the automobile into art.
That's why this story deserved to be told. Because beyond the sales figures and balance sheets, there's the creative madness that led an exiled Italian engineer, armed with a grenade and a dream, to create some of the most beautiful cars of all time.
And that, my friends, is priceless.
