Like everything else, Miami is bigger than it used to be. At 5.5 million, the burgeoning Miami-Dade population is the eighth largest metro area in the U.S. You hear Spanish everywhere, from the glitzy Vegas-level Faena Hotel — resplendent wth full-length lobby murals from Pedro Almodovar’s poster designer Juan Gatti, a stuffed peacock, and Damien Hirst’s $15-million 14K gold-painted mastodon skeleton encased in glass perilously close to the ocean — to the famed neon-deco restorations lining Collins Avenue on South Beach, Little Havana’s Ball & Chain, the wild grafitti art at Wynwood Walls and a gut-busting range of South American restaurants, from Chile to Peru.
And you hear Spanish at Miami-Dade College’s sprawling Miami Film Festival, which — after eight years under director Jaie Laplante — leans into its Ibero-American identity via a strong program dominated by Spanish-language films amid a diverse array of narratives, shorts and documentaries.
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And you hear Spanish at Miami-Dade College’s sprawling Miami Film Festival, which — after eight years under director Jaie Laplante — leans into its Ibero-American identity via a strong program dominated by Spanish-language films amid a diverse array of narratives, shorts and documentaries.
Headquartered at Belle
