Eddie Murphy's concert in Detroit a couple of weeks back may have been sold-out, but he wasn't exactly a hit with all the fans. Things started out well; Murphy came on to a standing ovation. But he warned the audience, "I do some nasty s—- when I'm on. If you get offended, get the hell out." Then he proceeded to spew profanities while joking about everything from homosexuality to herpes. So fans began yelling for his more familiar Saturday Night Live routines, and others shouted, "Get funnier." Murphy finally left angrily after only 45 minutes; one fan hit him with a shoe on his way out. Still, Murphy, no doubt, was laughing—all the way to the bank. Before cutting the program short, he told some hecklers, who'd paid up to $15 for their seats, "Shut up before I throw my wallet on y'all and crush your asses."
The Smithsonian Institution, which in 1978 added Archie Bunker's armchair to its permanent collection, has just received another bit of TV memorabilia: two stage sets from M*A*S*H. Besides representing one of the most successful shows in television history, the sets, according to a curator of the Washington, D.C. museum, are commendably faithful to the era of the Korean conflict. With one exception, that is. Eagle-eyed visitors will notice that one of the letters tacked up above Hawkeye's bunk in "the Swamp" is addressed to "Jaclyn Smith, ABC Television, Hollywood, Calif." Apparently, when the set designer needed an envelope fast, that's the one that the studio had handy.
New Wave Stars
Backseat driving has taken on a new meaning. Joe Robinson, an ex-Warner Bros. adman, has begun marketing life-size cardboard-cutout photos of celebrities who wave from the back seats of cars. The first two wavers, Marilyn Monroe and James Dean, have been startling drivers in L.A., San Francisco, Dallas and New York. Robinson, who calls his product Starpool (as in celebrity car pool), is now adding living people to the line. Already there is a Leonard Nimoy waver (doing Mr. Spock's Vulcan salute) and a Fernando Valenzuela (who, baseball in hand, has already become a big hit in the barrio); next comes a Joan Rivers (who points rather then waves at passers-by). All sell for $7 and offer drivers more than status, according to Robinson. Take changing lanes. "Instead of running you off the road," he says, "the guy next to you is so stunned, he lets you pass right by."
Reagan Gets Panned
Speaking before Congress earlier this month, Colorado Rep. Pat Schroeder complained that Ronald Reagan seems to steer clear of sticky issues. "He is responsible for nothing...he is just the master of ceremonies at someone else's dinner." Harry Truman, Schroeder remembered, "had a sign on his desk with his motto, 'The buck stops here.' It has obviously been removed, and Reagan's desk has been Teflon-coated."
Buckle Up for Safety
Martha Quinn, the 24-year-old Music Television veejay, was assigned to accompany the winner of an MTV competition to a Police concert in Montreal. The winner, a Philadelphian, and 25 of his friends were flown north on a plane which is being leased by David Bowie for his current tour and which MTV borrowed for the occasion. On her return to New York, a wide-eyed Quinn related that the plane, which seats 43, contained, among other things, a bedroom with a king-size bed. And that's not all—the bed had a king-size seatbelt across it.
Former Interior Secretary Cecil Andrus is bald—and proud of it. Observes Andrus, "God made only a few perfect heads. The rest he covered up with hair."