Mike Kuchar Movies

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

Like all Men, he struggles against his nature.

Playwright and performance artist Marc Arthur paves a color-saturated path from 'awake consciousness' to sleeping 'dreamscape'.

Armed with an overripe script and ample supply of false eyelashes and lip gloss.

A "birthday boy's" poetic yearnings on paper translate into a quest for perfection."

A rare behind-the-scenes view of the exploding New York “underground” in the late sixities, a turbulent time and place that was to change...

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...

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

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

A moving tribute to New York icon Mike Kuchar, filmed on his last day before leaving Manhattan to relocate to San Francisco

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

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...

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

Be careful when you go out into the surf in a skimpy thong... the current can be treacherous and turbulent as is the human heart!

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!"

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...

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

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

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

Two strippers decide a walk in the park might lift their spirits, which do get a big boost when they contemplate a park monument dedicated to sailors...