Mike Kuchar Movies

Looking for "Mr. Right" in all the wrong places makes for a tragic comedy.

From here to there.

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

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...

Green spills over purple ridges and into deep cut valleys. Blue surges up from rounds and hollows, blending with incandescent pink plains, revealing...

A contemplative, static walk in the woods.

A club for misfits who descend into a psychedelic underworld. Made at the San Francisco Art Institute.

Offer a pagan god only simple flowers of spring and the sparkling diamonds and opals of morning dew strung on the threads of the spider... and fear...

Ripe fruit in sweaty socks; soft eyes, stained and suffering in the origin of consciousness, and a soul needing refrigeration, for it has nearly gone...

A high-spirited romp through the (former) campus of San Francisco Art Institute, with two films each from George and Mike Kuchar. Features:...

There was plenty of fruit growing in Eden; mangos, pears, oranges...why did Eve have to pick that Apple!

With lashings of humour and affection, this much-loved filmmaker and his students create a wonderful journey from the chaos of hell to the paradise...

High above the far horizon, a beacon burns cold, bright and calm.

The windy adventures of a dog in a sea of grass beneath blue skies.

Dialogue taken from the Bible is put in the mouths of three souls in a modern apartment, who must deal with a "fall from grace."

Childhood dolls and adult toys populate this moody yet picturesque lullaby.

Sex, sleaze, drugs, blood, and much, much more!

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

Two souls, one aged, the other young, contemplate flowers, fairies and earthbound angels sent to tempt and tease.

The Vagabond...what does he seek? - ask the River, ask the Wind - but don't ask Him!