Mike Kuchar Movies

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

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

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

Two earthbound bodies soul-surf into a new age of enlightenment.

“I shall walk softly on the Earth but make the footprints deep”. A young man contemplates the inevitable passing of time, and the...

A hell of a lot more of you through a keyhole!!

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

Masked men prowling in the bushes and not touching anything but satin, dandelions and flesh.

This breezy and flamboyant essay about an afternoon rendezvous is pure candy for the eyes.

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...