Leica’s top-tier rangefinders purposefully don’t have autofocus it’s a philosophical choice to make you slow down and carefully compose your photos. The lack of autofocus is also noticeable, but that’s par for the course with the M-series. To replace the battery or SD card, you have to unscrew the bottom plate of the camera. The M10-R has only one SD card slot-usually you get two on higher-end cameras like the Sony Alpha 7 and Fujifilm X Pro-and it’s a little awkward to reach. Leica dialed down everything that might get in your way, delivering just the bare necessities so there’s as little as possible between you and your subject.īut there are a couple of features that are absent here, and they're pretty glaring considering the price tag-it seems like the paring knife cut a little too deep. Nothing but the essentials here-three buttons beside a touch-sensitive LCD, a pair of knobs on the top, a directional pad on the back, and a shutter button. The exterior shell of the Leica is stark. The M10-R is small enough to fit in a purse or to carry around your neck and kind of forget it’s there.
#LEICA M10R PROFESSIONAL#
It’s smaller than my Fujifilm X-Pro 2, and that’s a very small professional camera.
The 40-megapixel sensor is massive for a camera this size. You'd be rushing to answer the door, too! It's every bit as well made as any other Leica rangefinder, it comes with an all-new 40-megapixel full-frame sensor, and it starts at $8,300. You have to understand, this camera is exciting. Once that tedious business was done, I finally got to hold the M10-R. They kindly parted me from the box and insisted I put some ice on my sprained ankle and swollen knees. “You look busted, Jess,” one of them said. “Oh, I fell,” I told them, unboxing the Leica M10-R, while bruises blossomed across my knees and elbows. By then, my roommates had run into the living room after hearing my crash and yelp. I limped back inside, the prize clutched close to my breast, and collapsed on my couch. I got back up, ignoring the pain so I could answer the door before UPS decided I wasn’t home. Or, more specifically, I slipped on a cat toy, fell onto a dining chair, and pulled that chair down on top of me as I slid forward into the fridge. I ran headfirst into my refrigerator when Leica’s new camera, the M10-R, arrived at my doorstep.
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