Mike Kuchar Movies

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

In the depths of night lurks a beautiful fever that heats a man's blood.

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

He is mute flesh that the stroking of fingers can bring to sing.

“I shall walk softly on the Earth but make the footprints deep”. A young man contemplates the inevitable passing of time, and the...

He sighs for strange and hidden cities whose walls are pink stone, inlaid with opals, ebony and silver, and for altars where the body is worshiped...

Waiting to die and waiting to live is the same thing to him that chants: "Let me not be mad... let me not be MAD... LET ME NOT BE MAD!"

An evocative 16mm short shot during a visit to Nepal.

There is more than one way to get 'lost' in the woods.

Dan Carbone sings Debbie and the Demons

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...

In a garden of roses and memorabilia from darkest Africa, a man and woman ponder the joy of cooking and the companionship of cats. Goodies for the...

“PEED INTO THE WIND smears across the screen like one of those dirty underground comic books. It’s loaded with a lot of big scenes and...

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

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

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

Artists with brushes need light to paint a picture, but human feelings function just as well in the dark.

From the elephant house of Bronx Zoo to the eight story tall Tabonga Terrace apartments on Sedgwich Avenue, living Mammals scream for their place in...

"A Tub Named Desire," the first movie with Donna Kerness, does not exist anymore, except for one 8mm print that was in George Kuchar's possession....

A hell of a lot more of you through a keyhole!!