George Kuchar Movies

We are what we eat, and we talk about what we are; so, naturally, we get hungry all the time. Join my friends as we not only hear, but see what they...

A descent into the blackness of the projected image and the curators who flick the switches and grease up all moveable parts for hot action when the...

Taped in Normal, Illinois, during the height of autumn, a snapshot of a young girl triggers a meditation on dying innocence and sizzling sausages as...

A dramatized social commentary with the horrifying impact of a three-hundred ton chunk of margarine.

A trip to Winnipeg introduces the viewer to moments of Canadian cuisine and to the easily digestible tidbits that make up the WNDX Film/Video...

A window or two on the outside world is not enough, especially when you have such a lousy view of things as I had in this Oklahoma residential care...

A very chatty array of people along with still photos and a loose-tongued cab driver, make this a leisurely stroll through my social life of several...

In Dingleberry Jingles, George discusses all things Christmas with his cat, attends a wedding, and of course indulges in a holiday delicacy or two.

A voyage through a California Christmas that begins in the turd-smeared streets of San Francisco and ends in a botanical wonder of ethnic endurance...

An 1962 Avant-Garde Comedy by George Kuchar.

"THE SUNSHINE SISTERS looks like a 1944 postcard that was shot in black and white, but colored with garish grease pencil reds, yellows and greens....

In this wide-screen travelogue the viewer shares in the excitement of a Texas film festival, the cuisine of the not so rich and famous, and the...

Another edition to Kuchars weather diary series, this particular one has more social intercourse occurring in the prairie hovel which houses the...

A photographer comes to my home to take pictures and gets a lensful. His mouth and his shutter snap away as I aim my finest attributes at his cold...

Alone in an Oklahoma motel room with a mute companion, the talkative one speaks the language of memory as pussycats feast from a canned cornucopia....

This final weather diary travels through some rough inner and outer domains. Social interactions blend more smoothly than the clash of air masses...

Twenty-five years of marriage 'down the drain'!!

There is so much to absorb: the wetness from the sky. The hooded figure in the box. A big plate of pasta, and that chair on wheels. Messages of moral...

Love is in the air as newlyweds chomp on cake, brides marry werewolves, and hatchets fall on adulterous heads. Amid the real-life romance is mixed...