

And given the unusual 825GB – which becomes a paltry 667.2GB once Sony has reclaimed some memory for the UI and such – capacity of the included one, which fills up very quickly indeed, you very likely will eventually. The white faceplates are surprisingly easy to remove, which not only opens the door for some PS5 pimping in the future, but also allows for pain-free access to the NVMe SSD should you want to upgrade it at some point. But it doesn’t care the PS5 wants everyone who walks in the room to know it’s a PS5, and the more time we spend with it, the more we sort of admire that. It’s a striking black and white plastic sandwich with a symmetry-wrecking disc slot bump (the discless Digital Edition is slightly thinner), and upon its unveiling immediately drew unfavourable comparisons to, among other things, a Wi-Fi router, an alien spacecraft and Sauron’s Tower. Like arguably no console before it, the PS5 absolutely screams at you to look at it.
