THE HILARIOUS SECRET HIDDEN UNDER THE SURGICAL TABLES ON MAS*H
The microphone was positioned perfectly, the recording light glowing a steady, soft red in the quiet studio. Mike Farrell adjusted his headphones, leaning back in his chair…
THE DAY THE SWAMP COLLAPSED INTO UNCONTROLLABLE LAUGHTER
You know, people always ask me if the set of MAS*H was as intense as it looked on television. We were dealing with some incredibly heavy themes, especially…
HOW HARRY MORGAN ACCIDENTALLY CREATED THE MOST EXPENSIVE BLOOPER ON MASH
We were sitting in this dimly lit radio studio in Los Angeles a few years ago for a retrospective podcast, and the host leaned forward with this look…
HOW AN UNEXPECTED PROP REVEAL CAUGHT ALAN ALDA COMPLETELY OFF GUARD
The microphone was settled between us, the studio lights cast a warm glow over the mixing board, and the podcast host leaned forward with a look of pure…
THE DAY HARRY MORGAN LOST HIS COOL ON THE MAS*H SET
You know, people always ask me about the energy on that set, especially after I came on board full-time in season four. We were sitting in this quiet,…
THAT FAMOUS SWAMP SMELL AND THE PROP THAT ALMOST RUINED ALAN ALDA
We were sitting in this tiny, dimly lit podcast studio in New York, and the host, this young guy who looked like he wasn’t even born when we…
THE DAY HAWKEYE PIERCED THE THICK WALLS OF RADAR OREILLY
People always ask me if the laughter on our set was as genuine as it seemed on television. When you spend years in a cramped, dusty soundstage in…
THE DEVASTATING SCRIPT SECRET THAT BROKE THE CAST
Years after the cameras stopped rolling, two old friends sat quietly at a corner table. The convention hall outside was loud, filled with cheering fans. But inside…
THE PRANK THAT BROKE THE MOST SERIOUS ACTOR ON TELEVISION
The studio was quiet, save for the hum of the recording equipment. Mike Farrell sat comfortably across from a popular podcast host, leaning into the microphone with…
THE TEARS IN THE CHAPEL WERE NEVER IN THE SCRIPT
Years after the tents were folded and the choppers stopped flying, two old friends sat in the quiet of a green room. Loretta Swit slowly stirred her…