Granted there are horrid transfers that should never have been foisted on us: we all remember Spartacus and Patton as prime examples. But the bulk of the Blu-rays that are churned out these days are so much better than most of the release prints that I used to show when I ran a rep cinema here in Toronto. I often ended up with prints that were warped, laced with splices, scratches, missing frames and fading or faded color. Not to mention how difficult it was to get stereo prints (this was in the mid 70 to 80's). We're incredibly lucky in this age of the Blu-ray to have the luxury to complain about perceived flaws in our copies of Journey to the Center of the Earth. It looks very much the same now as it did for most audiences in 1959. Truth be told, even better in many respects: few viewers got to hear it in 4-track stereo or were lucky enough to see a brand new, unblemished print that was actually shown in focus. I think some us have simply lost our sense of perspective on this matter. If 99% of a transfer looks great, can't we overlook the few minutes that don't meet our impossibly high standards?