Iowa Film Critics

The Iowa Film Critics (IFC) is an organization of film reviewers from publications based in the U.S. state of Iowa.

Each year, the IFC meets to vote on their Iowa Film Critics Awards for films released in the same or the previous calendar year.

Iowa Film Critics (IFC) Awards
Awards
  • Film
Award ceremonies
  • 2003
  • 2004
  • 2005
  • 2006
  • 2007
  • 2008
  • 2009
  • 2010
  • 2011
American Film Critic Associations
  • Broadcast Film Critics Association
  • National Society of Film Critics
  • National Board of Review
Northeast
  • Boston Society of Film Critics
  • Chicago Film Critics Association
  • Detroit Film Critics Society
  • New York Film Critics Circle
  • New York Film Critics Online
  • Washington D.C. Area Film Critics Association
South
  • Austin Film Critics Association
  • Dallas-Fort Worth Film Critics Association
  • Florida Film Critics Circle
  • Houston Film Critics Society
  • North Texas Film Critics Association
  • Oklahoma Film Critics Circle
  • Southeastern Film Critics Association
  • St. Louis Gateway Film Critics Association
West
  • Iowa Film Critics
  • Los Angeles Film Critics Association
  • Las Vegas Film Critics Society
  • Phoenix Film Critics Society
  • San Diego Film Critics Society
  • San Francisco Film Critics Circle
  • Utah Film Critics Association

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