Mike Kuchar Movies

There was plenty of fruit growing in Eden; mangos, pears, oranges...why did Eve have to pick that Apple!

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

He felt both dead and alive... having 'died' and having come back to the space of his 'living.'

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

Relationships don't end... they linger like ghosts.

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

Looney thespians run amok in a classroom.

He peels away layers of secrets to you for what you are, and he likes scars because they tell stories.

From the green ooze of a haunted forest arise lonely shamans in red gowns alongside twisted creatures from nightmarish cartoons with the long...

In shimmering rainbow hues, iridescent as the aurora borealis, this meditative presentation contemplates the mechanics inside existence. You’ll...

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

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...

It is believed that Life originated in the Sea, and like the Ocean itself, human existance is thus subject to tides and surging currents of emotions...

A contemplative, static walk in the woods.

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

A naughty romp that is bare, brazen, and "black and blue" too, featuring a playpen of playthings that go on an erotic rampage."

Two city dwellers in a relationship grown "tired," are near a deep forest where one hears the lure of Pan's Pipe calling.

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 topsy-turvy romp.

(1962) Color, Sound, 9 min.