Last Sunday I went to the Revue Cinema in Toronto and saw the silent version of Hitchcock’s Blackmail. It must have been so many years ago that I saw it—I think it was the talkie version of this film—that I had no memory of the story any longer . This print, or rather digital copy, was remastered, pristine and beautiful. After it was over, I couldn’t wait to get home and watch the film all over again, or at least what I believed was the talkie DVD that I own. I was concerned, though, that the copy that I had would be a terrible print and lately I’ve been debating with myself if it’s worthwhile watching a print that’s awful versus not seeing it at all. But I was pleasantly surprised to find that my print wasn’t bad at all.