Mike Kuchar Movies

Something lies yet unwritten within a poet who lost that 'spark' of having been born brand new onto a sacred stage.

A House Wife's hum-drum world dissolves away into a thorny Passion Play of miraculous visions.

They walk through "life", sometimes with no "compass" in hand and become "lost".

Like ships in a harbor, men come and go in relationships. But, as one character says to another character who is heartbroken: "You sucked enough...

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

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

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

Childhood dolls and adult toys populate this moody yet picturesque lullaby.

"Devils"..."Angels," when they sleep they dream not of Heaven, but of us. —Mike Kuchar

A rhythmic flow of image with sound, weaving a mood suspended in time.

His written letters will fade at the first light; if indeed he is dreaming the world!

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

A youth wanders the landscape of grass and sky in search of puzzling impulses.

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

Obsessive desire can leave an indelible stain on its victim.

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

A 16mm black and white remake of an 8mm color film done years earlier, this time with students enrolled in a 'dramatic narrative' summer workshop....

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.

In this dream-portrait, Mike Kuchar floats through his memories as the sea, space and sky drift past. Wrapped in odd costumes, he frolics with the...