Director: George Kuchar
'Kuchar mothers his dog as if it were an autistic child, white he reminisces in their San Francisco living room about their past in the Bronx. Since the massive animal cannot talk back, the filmmaker monologues his own biography to him, illustrating it with flashbacks. The degenerate enthusiasm with which the author aspires to evoke the dog's excretory pleasures underlines the absurdity and pathos of this fiction of fellowship'.
- P. Adams Sitney, Village Voice
George Kuchar, renowned avant-garde filmmaker based in California creates a day-in-the-hfe style of video documentary (the third in the series). ... More »
A bitter-sweet and hilarious depiction of sexual frustration, loneliness and the raw-end of filmmaking business. With deft and assured visual and editing skill, Kuchar manages to intertwine the naked… More »
Kuchar's Fireworks, an obsessive autobiographical vignette, which like Kenneth Anger's film, ends in violence (a few frames from a medical instruction film). Instead of sexual fantasy, though, Kuchar… More »
Like Hold Me While I'm Naked, Rhapsody is as much about the difficulty of staging the drama as drama itself. Grand pianist Edgar is trying to recount his memoirs for biographer Camillo: they are both… More »