Mike Kuchar Movies

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 sensitive soul with skin receptive to the World's natural elements and who has a mind open for expansive contemplation, embarks on an "inner...

"...Roy has set in and spread across the fabric of their lives."

...They had their source in tangled vegetable matter, countless rapes and invasions and enjoy good wine with the girls.

"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....

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

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

Secret number... secret shape... knower of the secret name... God of the realm of night - I summon you, 'Son of Sin'... arise!

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

A youth wanders the landscape of grass and sky in search of puzzling impulses.

A lady alone amid the flowers of a garden becomes the target of mischievous elements therein.

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

A ripe lad embarks on a raw correspondence with his mirrored image, and thus: the dialogue is "fleshed out" to its full potential.

A rhythmic flow of image with sound, weaving a mood suspended in time.

A contemplative, static walk in the woods.

Return to the House of Pain documents my walking through the turf and sludge of the Big Apple and many worm holes... I chomp my way back west and...

In this summerland a path opens for Poets, Artists, ...and the 'Dreamer'.

Seadrift is based on a story The Shadow Over Innsmouth by H.P. Lovecraft, and was shot partially in Marblehead Mass. Each section represents a...

This movie was made mostly in Brooklyn during some very hot and empty evenings. Since the evenings were so empty, Jane Elford, the star, urged me to...