The Jamaica World Cinema Showcase will present three movies each night, for the generous price of $1,000 (pre-sold) $1,200 at the gate. And the price includes free wine, as much as you can drink!

Beginning tomorrow the show runs for three days until Saturday at Finnigan’s Winery, 5 Cranbourne Avenue, Kingston. The event also includes the FIRST-related DiMaggio: The Last Don (Friday at 10 pm).

For more information call: 1-876-260-2084. Here’s the schedule:

Thursday, April 1

7:00 pm: Aaltra: 92 mins, Belgium, Benoit Delepine (Comedy)

8:45 pm: Licensed To Kill: 80mins, HK, Arthur Dong (Documentary)

10:10 pm: W.A.R. Stories Walter Rodney: 80mins, Guyana, Mykal Cushnie (Documentary)

Friday, April 2

7:00 pm: Real Ghetto Youth: 80 mins, JAM, Omaal Wright (Grassroots/Urban Drama)

8:45 pm: Black Dynamite: 84mins, USA, Scott Sanders (Blaxploitation/Action)

10:10 pm: DiMaggio – The Last Don: 80mins, JAM, The Rickards Bros. (Documentary/Comedy) (that’s us!)

Saturday, April 3

7:00 pm: Single 97mins, CAN, Richard Atkinson (Docudrama)

8:45 pm: Young People Fucking: 91mins, CAN, Martin Gero (Comedy)

10:10 pm: Medicine For Melancholy: 88mins, USA, Barry Jenkins (Romance)

Once in print and in-between online there’s a few things you may have missed that we think you ought to check out:

Fit birds. We’re superficial and so are you dear readers. Easily the most popular thing to do on this site is admire the beauty of Jamaican women: beginning back in 2008 with Miss Jamaica Yendi Phillips. Click here and scroll to the bottom of this post to view links to links to all our photo shoots (and they’re still young eh!).

Sherman Escoffery AKA @DatNiggaSherman. Definitely the least beautiful thing on the site, Sherman represents the disenfranchised, patriotic Diaspora who get more frustrated each time they return to JA. Still, he’s got a point, or so the Sunday Gleaner thought so after they deemed this, his latest effort, worthy of their ‘Letter of the Day’ last weekend.

Our print archive: printed four issues deep 2004-5 we’re still pretty proud of it (any investor with balls enough, email info@firstmagazine.net and we’d love your $ to do some more). Click here to download the redux versions of the four issues in PDF format.

Thursday Night at the Fights: that insane ‘community boxing’ event that used to be held in Denham Town. We went down there several times, inspiring this photo essay and latterly, the video, some of which also got broadcast via BBC. Any news on whether they managed to start it back?

Not sure if enough of you have seen this recent video of ‘Gad Reds’, one of Kingston’s more characterful studio-hanger-ons, found at Downsound during the filming of DiMaggio: The Last Don. He’s a star and more so when that far gone…

The Trouble with Clovis: love him or hate him, and they do in equal amounts, we rate Clovis Brown as Jamaica’s #1 shit-stirrer next to Mutty. It’d be a far poorer country without either of them. Anyway, Clovis explained to us one day what makes him tick, tick, tick…

We upped some pretty damn delicious food features with our chef friend Julius. We called the feature ‘Food Lust’, and the photos don’t lie, from beef tenderloin to steam fish, the dishes DID taste that good. He’s not your usual caterer

Some of favourite spots that we enjoy across the island, taking in the likes of St Bess, Portland and not forgetting the capital, but most of all its intended for our international readers: get out, see the island and relax…and then buy us a drink in thanks.

Death in Tivoli Gardens, a photo essay. Simply because we can’t forget that killing like this still happens in Jamaica, and often.

Artist Christopher Irons interviewed by Annie Paul: he bites the heads off chickens, say no more…

Talked about but rarely seen (last time thanks to a bizarre power outage), DiMaggio: The Last Don will be screened again this Saturday at Moving Mountains, a three day music showcase featuring local and international dance deejays, high up in the Blue Mountains at Strawberry Hill Hotel.

Showtime on our day (Saturday, March 21) is 10:00 pm, hosted by Island boss Chris Blackwell and $1,500 entrance. For Saturday or Sunday a day pass costs up to $5,000 or $8,000 for the weekend, food-inclusive. They’re also offering tickets in a prize draw and not forgetting the menu, just some of it…

• Foil Roast Snapper with Vegetables and Okra Cooked Live on Grill
• BBQ or Jerk Chicken Cooked Live on Pimento Wood
Jerk Pork
• Marinated Grilled Vegetables (Garlic tomato sauce)
• Plain White Rice
• Roast Breadfruit with garlic butter

For more information on Moving Mountains check out their Twitter page or link them on Facebook.

Jamaica loves its tourists. Even in economically strained times, there’s no denying that the tourism industry feeds many people, and in return the industry feeds right back, much to the delight of sunseekers, Reggae enthusiasts, weedhead students and Stella’s of all shapes and sizes all looking to get their proverbial grooves back.

Not surprisingly, Jamaica’s tourists are as varied as the places they habitually return to: Italians on the South Coast, Germans in Portland, the Japanese in Kingston and timid returnee Jamaicans in the North Coast hotels.

In Negril, there’s actually a well-established community of repeat tourists who’ve been returning to the west end ever since wandering this way in the 60s when Negril was more or less just a lot of sand, coconut husks, and, of course, dreadlocked disco-dreads selling mushrooms that do bad things to the sky.

Year after year these tourists come back, regardless of the ever-reported crime and the lack of a Starbucks or a Sbarro’s. Ask one of them and almost all will tell you that even if they could have gone to the Bahamas, there’s nothing quite like the personality of this island and its people, who they watch with great interest.

And we watch back…

Source: Vintage Ad Browser

Apart from the price its hardly convenience food. You’ll have to phone ahead to check they haven’t sold out (this is the only patty you can actually reserve) and they only sell it at their 20 Barbican Road store.

The patty itself is short and stubby like a Red Stripe bottle, with a thick and moist pie pastry; different to your usual flaky patty crust. Inside it is crammed with chicken – and not lots of sauce, little chicken like Juici Beef.

You’ll actually want to slice it in half just to look and you can get by on one of these for lunch rather than your usual two-patty purchase… well, given the price you’ll have to, but that’s not the point.

First endorses Suzie’s as our No.1 Jamaican patty. And not just for chicken. We don’t rate the chickpea or vegetable so much but the ackee and sailfish is also excellent but baked more like a pastry.

Special mention to the patties at Devon House. But then those aren’t proper patty-shaped and we’re a little conservative.

Suzie’s Bakery, 20 Barbican Road: 970-4571

Like how Sandals had the genius to persuade generations of tourists to wave like schoolchildren as the planes flew above its flagship Montego Bay property, instead of allowing them to complain about the noise nuisance.

“Yah Mon! Great rhythm!”

A long, long time before butu tourism. So old they were actually encouraging them to come to Kingston.

Art.com has a wide range of vintage tourism posters from here and the Caribbean, especially Cuba.

See more HERE

Source: BNN