JAMIE FARR REVEALS THE MOMENT A “DEAD” SOLDIER RUINED ALAN ALDA’S EMOTIONAL SCENE
Jamie Farr sat back in his chair, the studio lights of the podcast booth reflecting in his eyes as he leaned toward the microphone with a familiar, mischievous…
THE MOMENT CHARLES STOPPED ACTING AND MIKE FINALLY SAW THE MAN.
The tea was getting cold on the table, but neither of them seemed to notice the steam had stopped rising. Mike Farrell sat across from David Ogden Stiers…
THE HELMET WAS JUST A PROP UNTIL THE GRAVEL CRUNCHED UNDERFOOT
The sun was beginning to dip behind the soundstages at Paramount, casting long, skeletal shadows across the asphalt of a world that didn’t exist anymore. Robert Clary walked…
HOW THE LOVABLE SERGEANT SCHULTZ SURVIVED THE STRANGEST COMPLIMENT IN HOLLYWOOD
The studio lights were always a bit too bright for a man of my temperament, especially after a long day of filming at Desilu. You sit there in…
THE MAN WHO TRIED TO TEACH LEBEAU ABOUT PRISON CAMPS
The interviewer leans forward, his voice dropping an octave as he asks the question that has clearly been on his mind for the last hour. “Robert, you were…
THE SOUND THAT MADE THE ENTIRE CAST STOP BREATHING.
It was a quiet afternoon in the Malibu hills, the kind of California day where the air feels like it hasn’t moved in years. Loretta Swit and Jamie…
THE RADIO SPARKED A JOKE… BUT THE SILENCE AFTERWARD MEANT EVERYTHING
Robert Clary stopped walking when he saw the crate. It was tucked away in a dusty corner of the old Paramount lot, a place where the ghosts of…
JOHN BANNER AND THE DAY THE STALAG 13 WALLS CAME CRASHING DOWN
The studio lights were always a little too bright for a man of my vintage, but that afternoon in 1971, they felt particularly warm. I was sitting across…
THE SCENE THEY FILMED IN SILENCE THAT BROKE THE ENTIRE CAST.
It started with the smell of dry brush and the peculiar, metallic scent of California dust. Loretta Swit sat across from Jamie Farr in a quiet corner of…
THE DAY NEWKIRK BROKE THE THIRD REICH WITH AN IMPRESSION
The studio lights were a bit softer than the harsh arcs we used back at Desilu, but sitting there across from the host, I could still feel the…