"The Craven Sluck" - A Tale of Heartbreak, Redemption, More Heartbreak, and Alien Invasion

     This morning I decided to start a film blog series featuring first-off the independent  Kuchar Brothers' short film "The Craven Sluck" and was sincerely saddened to discover that George Kuchar died in September of last year.

     George taught film and was an inspiration to students for many years at the San Francisco Art Institute.  A legend of experimental film with a body of work spanning more than 200 films and videos, George created films that were "tawdry yet tender, perversely humorous, and deeply personal".  His efforts influenced later filmmakers like David Lynch, Brian De Palma, and John Waters.

     I feel extremely fortunate that I was able to share a few words with him and thank him personally for all the enjoyment his films have given me when he appeared with Jennifer Kroot at the Rafael Film Theater to screen her then new 2009 film "It Came From Kuchar".  OK, now that I'm not so misty, more about the film.

     "The Craven Sluck" takes a cynical look at the disastrous relationships of Adele, Brunswick, Morton, and Florence in this absurd drama of what happens in 'boy meets girl' land.  This is a low-budget, black-and-white gem from 1967 that should have seen George Kuchar receiving an award for the most expressive use of eyebrows in a dramatically-compelling love scene.

CAUTION:  This film is not for the faint of heart.  It contains a liberally flagrant use of lingerie and an unhealthy dose of dog evacuation.  Only the truly twisted should attempt viewing this wonderfully bent slice of independent americana.

And to George Kuchar - God bless you wherever you may be.