Mike Kuchar Movies

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

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...

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

The film combines teenage lust and deranged delinquency to create a cautionary tale for the ages.

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...

“LUST FOR ECSTASY is my most ambitious attempt since my last film…. I wrote many of the pungent scenes on the D train, and when I...

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

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

The stimulus for this dissertation on the reason behind the creative impulse is taken verbatim from an author's preface to his book.

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

"...will somebody lend him their sins, because his old worn out ones have become tiresome."

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...

A moving tribute to New York icon Mike Kuchar, filmed on his last day before leaving Manhattan to relocate to San Francisco

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

Sex, sleaze, drugs, blood, and much, much more!

Futuristic story of Carlos and Ben who fall in love in high school despite the racism and and homophobia. When Fundamentalist forces threaten to take...

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

Return to the House of Pain documents my walking through the turf and sludge of the Big Apple and many worm holes... I chomp my way back west and...

In this summerland a path opens for Poets, Artists, ...and the 'Dreamer'.

Armed with an overripe script and ample supply of false eyelashes and lip gloss.