THE RADICAL ANTI-WAR ICON… BUT HE CHOSE THE QUIET OF HOME
To tens of millions of people around the world in the late 1970s and early 1980s, B.J. Hunnicutt was the ultimate moral compass. He was the mustache-wearing, devotion-personified…
THE DAY THE BURGHOFF REPTILE ALMOST RUINED A PERFECT MASH TAKE
We were sitting in this dimly lit studio doing a retrospective podcast for the show’s anniversary, and the host brought up an old production still. It was a…
THE COLD CALIFORNIA WIND BLEW, AND SUDDENLY MIKE FARRELL WAS BACK IN THE SWAMP.
The Malibu Creek state park was quiet on a Tuesday afternoon, save for the dry brush rustling against the rocks. Two men stood near a rusted piece of…
A SEEMINGLY FORGOTTEN MAS*H PROP REVEALED A TRUTH THEY HID FOR DECADES.
The Malibu Creek sun was beating down on the dry brush, baking the gravel until it smelled exactly like 1974. Two men stood near the edge of the…
THE DAY HAWKEYE PIERCED THE WRONG EAR ON THE MASH SET
We were sitting in this cramped radio studio in Manhattan, doing a podcast retrospective for the show’s fiftieth anniversary. The host was shuffling through a stack of old…
HE PLAYED HOLLYWOOD’S ULTIMATE COWARD… BUT HIS REAL LIFE EMBODIED UNCOMPROMISING INTEGRITY
We live in a culture that struggles to separate the artist from the art, often projecting the sins of a character onto the soul of the person playing…
THE NIGHT JAMIE FARR ACCIDENTALLY TERRORIZED THE ENTIRE MASH PRODUCTION CREW
We were sitting in this small, dimly lit radio studio in Los Angeles for a podcast retrospective, and the host leaned forward with this look of pure curiosity….
THE DAY THE LAUGHTER STOPPED IN THE 4077TH MESS HALL.
The studio lights were blinding, but the air inside the soundstage felt completely freezing. It was well past midnight on a Tuesday, and the entire production had slowed…
HOW ALAN ALDA ACCIDENTALLY STARTED THE MOST EXPENSIVE MASH LAUGH RIOT
People always ask me if the set of MAS*H was as fast-paced and witty behind the scenes as it looked on television. We were dynamic, we were close,…
THE SCRIPT CALLED FOR TEARS… BUT GARY BURGHOFF ACTUALLY COLDLY FREEZE.
The Malibu Creek sun was beating down exactly the way it did fifty years ago, baking the dry brush and turning the dirt into a fine, choking powder….