Motorola Razr: welcome back, old friend

Back in the mid 2000s, I went against the grain and swapped my Nokia for a Motorola Razr. Compared to the chunky Finnish legend, which was basically an indestructible slab of mundane plastic, my metallic blue, flip-open Motorola was like something out of Star Trek.

It looked amazing, had inner and outer screens and the most delightful metalised keypad that was equipped with a beautifully firm set of buttons. Unlike any other mobile phone that came before it, the slimline Razr slinked smoothly in and out of my pocket.

Welcome back

Being a fella, I eventually took it apart to see how it worked and that was the end of one of the sexiest phones I’ve ever owned.

Now I hear the Razr is being re-released and I, for one, will be first in the queue to buy one and, in doing so, migrate away from Apple for the first time in many, many years. Welcome back, old friend.