The L.A. Film Festival has died, but the actual story is that festival honchos decided to commit hari kiri three years ago by (a) turning LAFF into a major “woke” festival and generally placing a strong emphasis on films directed by women and people of color, and (b) concurrently not caring that much about landing hot films that people might actually want to pay to see.
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