Mike Kuchar Movies

"...Deep in the garden of the Artist's heart, ghosts of bygone worlds arise on gothic wings, calling forth delicious languors."

In this thespian workout, a troop of stage actors improvises within a kaleidoscopic zone of warped spaces.

A behind-the-scenes look at the man behind the trophy and the poisons that taint an otherwise jubilant jamboree.

Earth's "garden" is fragrant with temptations but has far too many "thorns". He got "stung" and fell...got up...and fell, again and again!

The comings and goings of the late underground filmmaker, Curt McDowell—and the people and activities that came and went along with...

Made when I was a bit depressed which is nothing new,. Bob Cowan happened to be depressed as well and so we had a wonderful time working together....

Part one of Mike Kuchar's Heat Rash series: This audio, visual laxative empties the mind of inhibitions to allow the spectator entrance into the...

'Misery' doesn't like 'company' -- but 'company' does love a 'party', so come join in on a catastrophic celebration, and do 'hang on' tight --...

A wide-ranging look at pictures I collect on my walls and in my head. A look at pictures I concoct with my students at the San Francisco Art...

Many a man has tried to leave the prison of his hide; it's no "paradise" living in skin!

A real and favorite dream of mine, preserved on film to be relived over and over.

A topsy-turvy romp.

Writes Kuchar: "It's New York in the summer and I set out to track down some high school friends who have burrowed deep into the 'big apple.' The...

Things "go bump in broad daylight" as archetypical characters romp about in a sunny forest...doll like things and beast men.

His written letters will fade at the first light; if indeed he is dreaming the world!

A rose scented breeze enters a young man's, winding its cool arms around him... Together they will roam the darkness of his life.

Sort of a portrait of the videomaker Anne McQuire, who surfaces midway from this waterlogged landscape of El Nino disasters to dispense charm and...

Videomaker and spoken word performer David Finkelstein sleepwalks down into subconscious corridors.

Two city dwellers in a relationship grown "tired," are near a deep forest where one hears the lure of Pan's Pipe calling.

...Somewhere inside him something slumbers; the myths, the beliefs that flow, fuse and burn through him.