Mike Kuchar Movies

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

He is Earth, Sky, and the Universe. He is Creation's creator.

Obsessive desire can leave an indelible stain on its victim.

"...will somebody lend him their sins, because his old worn out ones have become tiresome."

A broken god on the stone slab in a desert, waiting for "he" that will dig for him; wipe the sand from his handsome face.

A kiss can be devine or demonic. A kiss can change your life...alter it.

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

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

...It was time to chase One's shadow back into sunlight. -Mike Kuchar

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

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

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

"Great woods, you frighten me like some cathedral's gloom, and awaken pastoral pipes on pagan heights."

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

"...Talking to Oneself in the mirror when down in the 'mental dumps.'"

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

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

Dark, domestic tensions need the cleansing rays of a bright summer afternoon.