Dead River Rough Cut DVD

If you would like to receive a dvd of the movie before Christmas, then please go to our website.
Stu

Bob and Walt

During the making of Dead River Rough Cut, Bob was 49 years old and Walt was a few years older.

Identification

Can anyone identify the object hanging on the outside wall of Bob's home?
It is just to his left under the window.

Stove Pipe Oven

Walter Lane was always baking biscuits in a stove pipe oven that he constructed in his trapper's shack. The oven captured waste heat where the biscuits were placed to bake. The oven shown is quite a pricey affair, but Walt was able to fabricate something similar for just a few dollars.
There was no way he'd allow heat to escape up the chimney without putting it to good use first. Walter was the ultimate recycler.
Stu

Bob and Walt Inspire

Anyone out there who has been inspired by Bob and Walt to make big changes in their lifestyle? If yes, the filmmakers would be really interested in meeting you. Stu

Dedicated Website

Just to let everyone know, Dead River Rough Cut now has a dedicated website:
www.deadriverroughcut.com

Bob Pulls His Tooth

Watch the opening scene of Dead River Rough Cut and learn how to pull a tooth if you can't afford a dentist. Definitely not recommended for the faint of heart.

Bob Wagg

This photo was taken a few years before Bob's death

Bob Wagg and his wife Gerri

Way, way before the movie was made.

The Movie/The Book

The previous posts are still images from the award-winning documentary movie,
DEAD RIVER ROUGH CUT.
The movie is available from: http://oldfilm.org/. The book is available from:
http://breadhunter.com
A significant sequence from the movie and book was not included in these posts. The sequence documents the slaughter of a pig, and it's not a pretty site. Future posts may include the sequence.

There He Goes

Boy that is some good. Oh, there he goes. Walt

Living Alone

It’s not good for a man to live alone. You don’t notice it, and it grows so slowly on you. The longer you live alone the worse you get. You know I more or less pity an old bachelor that lived through life, never had a chick or child. When they get old, nobody cares whether they live or die. It’s kind of pathetic and it’s a sad story. Walt

No Fancy Casket

I don’t want no fancy casket when I die, cheapest one they got. That’s good enough. If fact if they just rolled you up in a piece of burlap you’d be just as well off. It don’t make no difference. You’re just gonna rot and that’s gonna be the end of it. Christ, they put you in a cement vault and you can’t replenish the ground that way. You stay in that vault and you ain’t done anybody any good. Bob

Great Mastermind

Great mastermind that created the universe. This old universe goes around, around and around. Year after year. Everything is fixed in its orbit. There’s no beginning and no end. You can’t conceive it, but our puny little brains can’t conceive much anyway. It’s uncanny when a man gets thinking of such things as that. That is one thing a man has no control over. Life, here today and gone tomorrow. I might drop dead before I get to the road, nobody knows. Walt

The Plan Of Nature

There is nothing wasted in the plan of nature. You take the forest here. These big trees grow up and fall down and die and make food for smaller trees. It’s a struggle for survival. The big trees crowd out the smaller trees. The strong survive and the weak die. That’s the plan of nature.
Now man has upset the balance where we keep the weak alive, the weak reproduce which give weaker species, and I think that’s one of our problems. If a man copied off the animals he would learn things. The only thing that will save the country is to get back to nature, and that’s all that can save the people. Walt

Geese

Well, they give you a wild feeling. You just want to take right off and fly away with them. If you could fly. Jesus Christ they just make you wilder than a hawk. You forget all about civilization. I always wanted to go up into northern Canada, right where those buggers go. There’s some country up there, somewhere. I know there is. You just let a flock of them fly over and you forget everything you’re doing. You just stand right there. There’s something about a bunch of geese honking. They set your blood all a tingling. Bob

Code Of The Woods

It’s an unwritten law, a code of the woods and there ain’t nothing in black and white about it but never leave a man’s camp unless you leave him enough wood to build a fire and keep him going a little while. You never break into a man’s camp, but if you’re stuck out you will go into it, but you leave it the way it was. You leave a note telling why you was in there. You know to keep from freezing to death or something like that. You never steal from a man in the woods and if you find a man in trouble you help him out and get him going the best you can. If he stuck a hundred dollar bill in your face, you’d never take it. Bob

Bob Feeds A Gorby

You want something. You come down and get it out of the can. No more of your farting around here. Chirp chirp, come on little piss pot. I know you’re hungry because you’re squawking away about it. I ain’t gonna bite ya. Bob

Beaver Castors

That right there is what they make their perfume out of. Them are beaver castors. That’s what they use to make this perfume for these women. Probably most of them if they knew where it come from probably wouldn’t even wear the perfume which might be a good thing. These ladies primp themselves all up and get themselves smelling like anything but a woman. And they pay good money to do it. I’m surprised they don’t shave it off their goddamn pussy. Well I’ve fucked women when the sweat was running right off them, Jesus Christ, the old bellies were a slopping and that’s when it’s good and everything is right. Well, what the hell, that’s the way it’s supposed to be. If she needs to take a bath, she can take a bath right here in the brook. She don’t need all these smelling salts they put in the water and all that happy horse shit. You know, that don’t make a woman. In fact it ruins one. Bob

Women

Oh hell, if I could find a woman to come in here, as long as I had enough goddamn grub, I’d never go out. A man couldn’t ask for anything more. Christ he’d have the world right by the ass. But you take these women plaster the goddamn perfume and deodorant to ‘em and shit they don’t even smell like women. Christ, years ago they never shaved the hair off under their arms, and stuff today, they shave it off, scared to death, Jesus Christ, a bubble of sweat come on ‘em, they wipe it off and spray some shit it. Bob