I have strong feelings about unboxing TVs. Before we even start to talk about Sony's latest and greatest, let’s talk about unboxing. No matter who makes the TV, unboxing and setup is always a nightmare of unwieldy cardboard. Once you're through that circle of hell, you're faced with an ouroboros of plastic bags, nested together with all the elegance of a pile of swarming rats doing their best to form a rat king. Next up, you have to find the cables— those are often entombed inside a sarcophagus of shrieking styrofoam.
So when the Sony A8H showed up, I rolled up my sleeves, pulled out my box cutter, and enlisted a family member to help me unbox and set the thing up. I should've been sporting a bullwhip and a fedora (m'television). What I didn't expect was just how quickly and painlessly we'd get it done—about 15 minutes. I was dumbstruck. Surely we were missing something. This is a trick, I thought. Sony sent me a dummy TV, and it's going to shatter into a million snakes any minute. I waited, and waited. No snakes. It wasn't even set up yet, and I knew this TV was something different.
The TV is braced by a couple of styrofoam endcaps in the box, but the packaging is otherwise minimal. Once you pull it out of its protective plastic, just choose which stand configuration you want (tall enough for a soundbar or shorter to hide cables) and pop the legs into the bottom. You’re done. There's no need to go find a screwdriver and awkwardly lay the TV on a table while you wrestle the legs into the stand. Nope. The A8H is a very polite houseguest—it didn’t even leave too many styro-crumbs on my floor.



