
The cancellation of the IndieChina Film Festival in New York reveals an unsettling truth: censorship today is no longer confined by borders. What began as a small, independent gathering of filmmakers quickly became the target of pressure from thousands of miles away.
Organizer Zhu Rikun received a 5 a.m. call from his father in China — a call clearly influenced by authorities. Over the following days, directors, moderators, and even volunteers withdrew without explanation. Some quietly admitted they or their families had been warned by Chinese police. Others, including foreign citizens, faced pressure from employers connected to China.
The festival was modest in scale, yet the intimidation was sweeping. It shows a government willing to silence criticism wherever it appears, even in a Brooklyn theater with room for just a few dozen viewers.
Zhu ultimately canceled the event, not out of fear, but in hopes of shielding others from harassment. His empty screening room now symbolizes something far larger: the shrinking space for creative freedom, no matter where it tries to exist.














