Korty Films

Wicket the Ewok and his friends agree to help two shipwrecked human children, Mace and Cindel, on a quest to find their parents.

In the world of the Murkworks where nightmares are made, the evil Synonamess Botch hatches a scheme to make non-stop nightmares. Only Ralph and Mumford, misfits from the cheery land of Frivoli where good dreams are made, can stop him.

Leaving her son behind at her parents' home in Omaha, Nebraska, recent divorcée Zoe attempts to start her life anew by moving to San Francisco. Seeking something to fill her lonely hours, she begins singing with a church choir. When new choirmaster Ephraim Adams is hired, Zoe finds his attitudes and ideas difficult to tolerate. Faced with the challenging task of satisfying Adams' unrelenting perfectionism, Zoe is tempted once more to run away from her problems.

Who Are the DeBolts? And Where Did They Get Nineteen Kids? is a 1977 documentary film about Dorothy and Bob DeBolt, an American couple who adopted 14 children [12 at the start of filming], some of whom are severely disabled war orphans -- in addition to raising Dorothy's five biological children and Bob's biological daughter. The film won an Academy Award for Best Documentary in 1978. Preserved by the Academy Film Archive in 2007.

An improvisational comedian, working with The Committee improv group in San Francisco, struggles to be taken seriously.

A John Korty Cartoon

A purple/red figure plays around with a typewriter, until he stubs his toe with the letter T on it.

A man tries to record a crocodile eating crisp crackers, but he doesn’t hear the cracker sound twice. So he decides to go in the crocodile's jaw to hear it, but the crocodile ends up eating him instead.

The letter Q keeps the rest of her word QUIET in silence.

It's a slow news day, but slow news is good news, unless you're Gareth Danger; hapless owner of a doomed waxworks museum, due to be closed for being a fire hazard. Live at the scene is mercurial reporter, Malcolm Please, intrepidly bringing the events of the day into your eyes and ears. Nobody could report on a story so momentous with the same heart-wrenching pathos. Well, not with the ability to wrap up just in time for the weather.

Yellow drops don't want to play with a red ball at first, but they make a good flower together.