Months later, a small museum hosted a legitimate screening of a newly restored print—archival staff applauded, crediting a coalition of donors, technicians, and legal agreements. Filmyzilla wasn’t mentioned. Outside, a teenager who’d once downloaded a pirate copy pressed their phone to a lamppost and took a picture of the program. Somewhere, the edited frame Filmyzilla had sewn into a banned cut echoed in comment threads, its provenance debated and its image beloved.