Mike Kuchar Movies

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

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!"

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

Enter a shimmering forest and encounter the Pot Boiling turbulence of pre-history tribes in conflict. See sacrificial virgins, volcanoes, knife...

[A] cautionary tale about past-their-prime thespians caught up in a typically Kucharian vortex of madness. - Anthology Film Archives

Mike Kuchar'ss lyrical portrait of everyday life, from making art to making love, all as the Vietnam War rages.

Paint drips and body fluids ooze in this "tell all" and "hide nothing" documentary about two San Francisco males.

He made some 'love'....where has it all gone? --Mike Kuchar

In the depths of night lurks a beautiful fever that heats a man's blood.

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

At the 'Institute for Metaphysical Research and Spiritual Wellness', crackpots, perverts and guitar strumming UFO abductees struggle with the...

In the serene zone between twilight and dawn, a lullaby of thoughts floats beneath a blanket of stars.

A bunch of Punk Rockers puke up all sorts of stuff.

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

A topsy-turvy romp.

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

Like all Men, he struggles against his nature.

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

From here to there.

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