THE DAY COLONEL KLINK’S EYE WENT FOR A SWIM IN COFFEE

The interviewer leans forward, the studio lights catching the silver rim of a small, circular object in his hand. “Werner, I think you recognize this,” he says with…

TV’S MOST POMPOUS ARISTOCRAT… BUT HIS HEART HELD A QUIET SECRET

Every week, millions of people tuned in to watch Charles Emerson Winchester III bloviate. He was the Boston aristocrat we loved to hate, and then simply loved. He…

HOW HARRY MORGAN BROKE THE ENTIRE MASH SET WITH ONE FACE

I was sitting in a small, soundproof studio in New York, doing one of those long-form podcast interviews where the host really wants to get under the skin…

THE HILARIOUS TRUTH BEHIND COLONEL KLINK’S FAMOUS MONOCLE

I remember sitting in a studio in Los Angeles during the late nineties, doing one of those retrospective interviews that actors of a certain vintage eventually find themselves…

IT WAS JUST A PROP UNTIL THE ENGINE STARTED TO SHAKE.

The Malibu sun was beating down on the dry brush of the canyon, casting long, jagged shadows across the gravel path. Gary stood by the trailhead, squinting against…

ELEVEN YEARS OF FICTION… AND ONE SECOND OF RAW TRUTH

The studio was quiet, the kind of heavy silence that only settles when two people realize they are the last ones left in the room who remember the…

THE FINAL SCENE WAS SCRIPTED… BUT THE SILENCE WASN’T.

The air in the restaurant was cool, a sharp contrast to the memory of the dry, dusty heat of the Malibu mountains that lived in their bones. Loretta…

THE DAY THE COLONEL LOST HIS COOL IN THE SURGERY SUITE

The interviewer leaned back, his headset glowing blue in the dim studio light. “Mike,” he said, “everyone knows the chemistry on MAS*H was legendary. But there had to…

THE ARROGANT SURGEON… BUT HIS TRUTH WAS HIDDEN IN THE HARMONY

The world knew him as the man who brought a touch of the Ivy League to a dusty field hospital in Korea. David Ogden Stiers possessed a voice…

THEY TOUCHED THE HEAVY RUBBER RAFT AND THE YEARS FADED AWAY

It had been over two decades since they wrapped the massive production in England. Three men walked quietly along the tree-lined banks of the Moder River in Haguenau,…