Samsung Lay eyes on II Non-Review: Oh Image, the Surly [Nonreview]

Samsung's Behold II is the least impressively surly Automaton earphone in beingness. The made-to-order surface is so bad, so tatty and so perplexing it upside-down my brains into ooze.
If it's not inherently surly, like text stimulant screens with painful '80s element chromatic and blue, it's unneeded and unnecessary, like the 3D app regular convex polyhedron. Or an entirely separate agenda of Samsung icons for apps. And many things, like unwinding the slide-out agenda to the left instead of its long-standing place on the bottom, actually work against the way you use the phone—the agenda gets in the way present, since I'd often bring it out by chance event time ever-changing between desktops. It's good... terrible. Worsened, Home Oppressor, an app that reverts phones back to the stock Automaton home screen, can't record Samsung's wicked magic. The Lay eyes on II would be 10x better with a orchidaceous plant build of Automaton 1.6.
Even the earphone instrumentality is a dining room. The front of the earphone is an riot of buttons: seven, to be on the button, not including a d-pad, with a desecrated artifact for the app regular convex polyhedron. The lock key isn't good on the side but it's genial of obscure, flush against the bezel. The USB port is weirdly shoved on top. And, uh, what the netherworld is up with the back plate?
Two things square measure good astir the Lay eyes on II—Samsung's made-to-order photographic equipment setup comes straight out of their point-and-shoot cameras, and is crowded with features, like across-the-board exercise controls and burst shot, and it's same fast, different the rest of the earphone. The early is the AMOLED expose which is metropolis, though blemished by the equivalent genial of chromatic coloring as Samsung's early AMOLED Automaton earphone, the Moment.
Take a good long look at the Lay eyes on II though: It's a dissuasive to early developers what not to do, and a alarming look at unmatchable dark opening coming for Automaton, in its sempiternal permutations. Not good deep decomposition of the political program, but made-to-order crimes against humanness, perpetrated in the name of Automaton. It makes me search to cry, omit that my brain's too maudlin to make my thought work.