Nothing seems to go right in 2020. A couple of weeks ago, FedEx tried to deliver an Xbox Series X review unit to my house and couldn’t. After one failed delivery attempt, I was not about to miss it again, so on the day it was set for delivery I made myself a cup of coffee, grabbed my mask, and sat on the front steps of my building for a couple hours. It felt like I was waiting in line outside a Best Buy for the Xbox 360 way back in 2005—without all the antsy tweens.
That unfettered excitement and almost painful impatience is so rare as an adult. I was surprised to feel it so strongly while I was pacing outside perking up at the sound of every passing bus and delivery truck. It was exciting. This is the first new Xbox console (actually new) to come out in about seven years. When the truck finally arrived, I whisked the package up to my apartment and tore into it with both hands.
Updated Nov 9, 2020: Corrected the release date for Halo Infinite.
The Xbox Series X is one of two new Xboxes, and it cuts an impressive figure. It looks like a subwoofer, or two Borg cubes stacked on top of each other. Compared to the unique design of the PlayStation 5, it's a less adventurous look, and that's by design. It resembles a small desktop computer, unobtrusive and almost invisible in an entertainment center. The whole thing is very grown-up and businesslike. This is the console you’d take home to show Mom—the decent guy with a stable but boring job in insurance. He wears button-ups with sweater vests, but he’s an attentive listener—and he has a hell of a game library.




