The sincere, outer borough, downmarket alternative to Warhol in the 60s, the Kuchar brothers have a reputation thats today rather hard to maintainor explainin the documentary It Came From Kuchar. Praised here by John Waters, Atom Egoyan, and Guy Maddin, gay identical twins George and Mike Kuchar took a literal approach to the movies they devoured and copied. The results were not cool, not detached, not campy, not sophisticated just, well, adoring. Shot on Super-8 and later 16 mm film, their shorts are amateurish cross-genre tributes to Westerns, melodramas, and sci-fi pictures all at the same time. The acting and production values are terrible. Yet the titles are genius: The Devils Cleavage, Hold Me While Im Naked, Lust for Ecstasy, Corruption of the Damned (Wait, if youre already damned, how can you be corrupted? Oh, never mind.) Director Jennifer Kroot plainly loves these peculiar old men, who seem too absorbed in their prodigious ongoing output to pay any attention to her, or their place in film history. (NR) BRIAN MILLER
May 7-13, 7 & 9 p.m.; May 8-9, 5 p.m., 2010
