Looking for "Mr. Right" in all the wrong places makes for a tragic comedy.

There is a garden in the dark hunger of his psyche where forbidden fruit grows.

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

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

A rose scented breeze enters a young man's, winding its cool arms around him... Together they will roam the darkness of his life.

He made some 'love'....where has it all gone? --Mike Kuchar

Childhood dolls and adult toys populate this moody yet picturesque lullaby.

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...

An angry trollop and a self-doubting college kid collide in his cramped apartment for an episode of claustrophobia and self-analysis.

A broken god on the stone slab in a desert, waiting for "he" that will dig for him; wipe the sand from his handsome face.

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

A bunch of Punk Rockers puke up all sorts of stuff.

There is more than one way to get 'lost' in the woods.

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 "painter" casts out the demons that haunt his canvases and who creep into his bed at night.

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

"A Tub Named Desire," the first movie with Donna Kerness, does not exist anymore, except for one 8mm print that was in George Kuchar's possession...

A naughty romp that is bare, brazen, and "black and blue" too, featuring a playpen of playthings that go on an erotic rampage."

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

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