THE DAY THE HOOP SKIRT DEFEATED THE KOREAN WAR
You know, it’s funny how a single question can just unlock a door in your brain that’s been latched shut for thirty or forty years. I was sitting…
JAMIE FARR REVEALS THE HILARIOUS STRUGGLE OF WEARING HEELS ON SET
I was sitting on a stage in a hotel ballroom a few years ago, surrounded by posters of the 4077th and a sea of fans in olive-drab t-shirts….
JAMIE FARR RECALLS THE INFAMOUS FRUIT HAT DISASTER ON THE MASH SET
I was sitting down for a podcast interview recently—one of those deep-dives into the legacy of MAS*H—and the host caught me off guard with a question I hadn’t…
LORETTA SWIT KNEW JAMIE FARR WASN’T ACTING IN THIS SCENE.
The lights of the ballroom were dim, a sharp contrast to the harsh, unforgiving sun they used to endure at the Fox Ranch in Malibu. Loretta Swit leaned…
THE JEEP WAS RUSTED, BUT THE MEMORY WAS SHARP
The sun was setting over the rolling hills of Malibu, casting long, golden shadows that looked a lot like the ones from 1975. Mike Farrell stood in the…
JAMIE FARR AND THE DAY THE KLINGER WARDROBE FINALLY SNAPPED
We were sitting on a small stage in front of a live audience for a podcast recording, and the host leaned over with this look of pure mischief…
WERNER KLEMPERER AND THE CASE OF THE FALLING FRITZ HELMET
The interviewer leans forward, the stage lights catching the silver in Werner Klemperer’s hair. This is late in his career, and he’s at a retrospective event for classic…
THE DAY SCHULTZ LOST HIS COOL ON THE HOGAN’S HEROES SET
Richard Dawson sat back in the velvet-lined chair, the soft studio lights of the late-night retrospective catchings the silver in his hair. He had that familiar, mischievous glint…
THE ELEGANT IRONY OF THE MAN WHO PLAYED COLONEL KLINK
The studio lights were a bit softer than they used to be back at Paramount, and Werner Klemperer sat with the kind of poised, effortless grace that only…
JOHN BANNER RECALLS THE DAY SERGEANT SCHULTZ LITERALLY LOST HIS COLD LEATHER AUTHORITY
The studio lights were always a bit too bright for a man of my displacement, especially when you are wrapped in several layers of thick, authentic wool. I…