Mike Kuchar Movies

A desperate, married woman meets a mysterious man who she blatantly desires. Through some twists and turns, things do not go over as well as she...

It is believed that Life originated in the Sea, and like the Ocean itself, human existance is thus subject to tides and surging currents of emotions...

Once upon a time in the shelled carcass of a man, the Phoenix will rise and fall... and RISE and FALL!

Based on a short story by Charles Bukowski from the collection "Tales of Ordinary Madness."

"...Talking to Oneself in the mirror when down in the 'mental dumps.'"

Nymphs and Satyrs are conjured back into activity when poetry is recited and fluffy clouds sail above the contemporary, domestic landscape.

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

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!"

“PEED INTO THE WIND smears across the screen like one of those dirty underground comic books. It’s loaded with a lot of big scenes and...

Be careful when you go out into the surf in a skimpy thong... the current can be treacherous and turbulent as is the human heart!

A short film by George Kuchar.

A series of vignettes illustrating sexual fantasies.

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

A behind-the-scenes look at the man behind the trophy and the poisons that taint an otherwise jubilant jamboree.

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

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

“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...

Writes Kuchar: "It's New York in the summer and I set out to track down some high school friends who have burrowed deep into the 'big apple.' The...

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

“It glows with the embers of desire! It smokes with the revelation of men and women longing for robust temptations that will make them sizzle...