Mike Kuchar Movies

Two men and two women attempt to re-assemble the scattered pieces of life's puzzle.

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

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

A vain, self centered mother competes with her daughter in the world of carnivorous men and sleazy movies.

An epic tale of love and loss. Made using voicemails the Kuchar brothers left on her home answering machine, the artist reveals George and Mike in...

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

Once upon a time in the shelled carcass of a man, the Phoenix will rise and fall... and RISE and FALL!

'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...

A cavalcade of characters in conflict with consciousness is conjured up within the confines of Studio 8 at the San Francisco Art Institute and...

Although too long by half, this documentary is subtitled "A Trip Through Lotti's Life" and that is essentially what it is. Although done in a style...

There is a garden in the dark hunger of his psyche where forbidden fruit grows.

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...

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

In this dream-portrait, Mike Kuchar floats through his memories as the sea, space and sky drift past. Wrapped in odd costumes, he frolics with the...

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

An early masterpiece by Mike Kuchar, in which Babette tells all, leaving no turgid stone unturned.

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!"

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

OverRiped words from the lips of an OverExposed boy decorates this litany in pink with purple bruises.