Mike Kuchar Movies

One's "softest parts" are "scooped out and eaten alive".

Lost film featuring vignettes of individual couples in a bathtub

Sort of a portrait of the videomaker Anne McQuire, who surfaces midway from this waterlogged landscape of El Nino disasters to dispense charm and...

Offer a pagan god only simple flowers of spring and the sparkling diamonds and opals of morning dew strung on the threads of the spider... and fear...

Part one of Mike Kuchar's Heat Rash series: This audio, visual laxative empties the mind of inhibitions to allow the spectator entrance into the...

A "grand dame's" delirious daydream blooms like a voluptous blossom in spring.

Blue skies, babbling brooks, and a big book in a field full of flowers is the departure point for this video.

When the body's "primal" urges feel deprived in a "modern" age, a debate about "sex" and "love" ensues to resolve the question — perhaps even...

From the elephant house of Bronx Zoo to the eight story tall Tabonga Terrace apartments on Sedgwich Avenue, living Mammals scream for their place in...

Amid the silence of a pastel hued room, a soul, fully-fleshed, gathers secrets whispered by the moon over his cool bedsheets.

A contemplative, static walk in the woods.

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

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

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

A young man yearns for a mysterious lover.

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

A sensitive soul with skin receptive to the World's natural elements and who has a mind open for expansive contemplation, embarks on an "inner...

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