Mike Kuchar Movies

A cavalcade of characters in conflict with consciousness is conjured up within the confines of Studio 8 at the San Francisco Art Institute and...

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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...

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

Commissioned to be a "promo" for a loud punk rock band, Mr. Kuchar feared that the noise the band made would spoil the mood of his visuals, so he...

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

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 'poet' and a 'painter' discover a malign muse, but their fear and anger keep them young.

'Misery' doesn't like 'company' -- but 'company' does love a 'party', so come join in on a catastrophic celebration, and do 'hang on' tight --...

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

He is Earth, Sky, and the Universe. He is Creation's creator.

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

A contemplative, static walk in the woods.