“You gotta help me, doc,” says Mark Wahlberg to his ear-nose-and-throat man, who is wearing an old-school head mirror, cocked jauntily to one side like a crooked tiara. “I’ve been feeling crappy, but I can’t afford to get sick right now—I’ve got sooo much going on.”
Wahlberg’s brow crinkles, he issues a piteous face. A dead-end kid impossibly grown up to be a Hollywood mogul, he still knows how to lay it on a little thick. Once called Marky Mark, a rapper known for dropping trou—a bit of exuberant stagecraft that propelled him to fame as a poster boy for Calvin Klein underwear—he is now forty-three. Married to ex-model Rhea Durham, he is the father of two boys and two girls, ages four to ten, a powerful actor/producer/entrepreneur whose secluded Beverly Hills compound is far from his beginnings in Dorchester, a working-class neighborhood in Boston, the youngest in a family of nine.
Wahlberg has just finished filming Transformers: Age of Extinction and The Gambler; he’s getting ready to do Ted 2; the first Entourage movie is in postproduction—his charmed Hollywood life inspired the popular HBO series, which he produced. His family’s reality series, Wahlburgers, feels a little like Entourage without the show-biz fairy dust. Boardwalk Empire, his award-winning drama, is heading toward its fifth-season finale. Wahlberg’s frenetic work ethic bespeaks a man with a dark past who was granted a second chance. By the time Wahlberg was thirteen, he was using cocaine and other drugs; he was well known to local police; there was a civil action against him for harassing African-Americans. At sixteen, his assault of a Vietnamese man left the victim blind in one eye. After pleading guilty and receiving a two-year sentence, Wahlberg served forty-five days at the Deer Island House of Correction.
And so it is that every morning, almost without fail, Wahlberg attends Catholic mass (sometimes, if he’s rushed, he’ll only stop outside briefly for a prayer); the family goes to mass together on Sundays. He once had a rosary tattooed around his neck. Over several years, he underwent laser treatments to remove his seven tats, which required elaborate makeup coverage for some of his screen roles. His plan to take his two elder children with him to view the painful procedure—to demonstrate firsthand the evils of getting tattoos—lasted only one visit. Ella, ten, is in fifth grade; Michael, eight, is in second. As it was, the final of more than thirty treatments coincided with the attainment of his high school equivalency diploma, earned online at the suggestion of the principal of his former high school.
“I can’t tell my kids to go to school and get an education if I don’t have a diploma,” he says. “They’d start thinking, Why do we need to go? You didn’t go and you turned out all right. But I’m proud to have it. If I want to go on and further my education and study film or whatever, I can do that.” The Mark Wahlberg Youth Foundation, which he started a decade ago with his brother James, works to give kids the advantages he never had, raising money to encourage mentoring and disbursing grants to organizations like Boys & Girls Clubs of America. One program sends underprivileged kids to summer camp.
This morning, Wahlberg’s body wasn’t cooperating with his typically ambitious plans. He awoke with his throat on fire—it hurts to swallow, his glands are swollen, he feels like he’s running a fever. His black T-shirt is clinging to his sculpted shoulders; he’s hot and cold in waves.
The doctor’s office is around the corner from bustling Rodeo Drive, in Beverly Hills. Wahlberg has been a patient for a number of years. As is customary, the men gab about the Lakers. Both were in attendance at the game the previous night at the Staples Center; both were accompanied by their sons.
With barely a warning, the doctor swabs the patient’s throat. After a series of jocular comments between the men about the phenomenon of the gag reflex, the doctor leaves the exam room…
…And returns with a grave expression. “It’s positive: You have strep.”
Wahlberg’s mouth drops open, literally. For one quick moment, he seems stunned, as if caught by a sneaky left cross. For the next two days, the studio scheduled more than a dozen press interviews in support of Transformers. This coming weekend, he’s hosting Nickelodeon’s Kids’ Choice Awards. Despite the hype to the contrary, a slimefest is in the offing: wet green gunk raining down upon his head for a full thirty seconds. (Somehow he managed to get his kids in on the deal, to their obvious delight.)
Meanwhile, he’s trying to gain twenty pounds of muscle he justlost.Transformers director Michael Bay has requested last-minute pickup shots. The movie’s release is imminent, and Wahlberg has to look the same as he did during the hundred-day shoot. (For The Gambler, which he shot this winter, he was down as low as 135. For Transformers, he was around 185.) As part of his regimen, Wahlberg goes to sleep after dinner, at 6:45, and rises at 1:30 A.M. to work out. That way, he gets to be around when the kids wake up, he says. Sometimes he takes them to school. The makeup folks will have to deal with the fact that his hair is too short. But you get the sense that if he could do something to grow it out, he sure as shit would. Over the course of a two-day visit, his only moment of immodesty comes in his bragging about the cost efficiency of his production company’s projects—not to mention Michael’s four touchdowns in one flag-football game; Ella’s amazing turns in her musical-theater productions; five-year-old Brendan’s tenacity in the face of his older brother’s taunts. Grace, four, is the baby. She clearly enjoys the role. On various occasions, Ella has declared her wish to exchange places and be the youngest, “just like Dad.”
“You gotta check the house and see if anybody has a sore throat,” the doctor says. “If they do, we need to swab and treat. Seeing you last night at the game with the two boys climbing all over you—if they don’t have it already, there’s a good chance they could get it. You’re definitely contagious.”
Wahlberg’s face flushes; he imagines a house full of sick kids. One of his wife’s favorite memories of his fatherhood involves Ella as a toddler, sushi at Nobu, a fancy New York hotel room, and “massive” amounts of vomit in the middle of the night.
“We’re all going on vacation a week from today,” Wahlberg croaks.
The nurse comes in, carrying a tray with two syringes. I ask Wahlberg if he’d like me to leave. It’s the third time I’ve asked—first when we entered the waiting room, and then again when we entered the exam room. He is usually accompanied everywhere by his body man, Henry, a real-life Turtle he’s known for more than twenty-five years. But Henry is off on an errand; Wahlberg is not much used to being alone—hence the customary entourage and all the household helpers. He grew up in a crowded family in a crowded neighborhood. He and his brothers slept in the same room, sharing bunk beds. “Which was great at times and pretty traumatic at times when you were really young,” he tells me a couple hours later, at our second lunch of the day. “You had brothers that were teenagers and they were doing shit that teenagers do, and you don’t understand what it is or why they’re doing it.”
Is that why you once said you didn’t feel safe as a child?
“I don’t know why I said that or where it came from. It probably had to do with how I was feeling at the time or what I was talking about in particular. I think, for the most part, I had a pretty good childhood. It wasn’t until we got older that we realized we didn’t have what a lot of other people had.”
You weren’t hungry, though?
“No, it worked out because my dad drove a truck delivering school lunches, so that meant we got a lot of school lunches. We ate a lot of bologna sandwiches, but they also had those little Oreo packs in there sometimes.”
Now the nurse picks up the first syringe. “I apologize in advance,” she says.
On cue, the man once known as Marky Mark turns his back to the both of us and drops his jeans, pulls down his white boxer briefs to half-mast. He is part Irish and part Swedish; his skin fairly glows, the color of milk in the moonlight.
The medicine is viscous and goes in painfully. He winces as the plunger is depressed. “Yoooowwwwwww,” he exclaims, the vowel sound straight out of Dorchester.
Thoroughly disarmed, I neglect to note what brand of boxer briefs he’s wearing.
Mark Wahlberg hits the red carpet while attending the 2014 A&E Networks Upfronts on Thursday (May 8) at the Park Avenue Armory in New York City. You can check out 40 MQ photos of Mark at the upfronts. Enjoy!
Hey everybody! As you all know, Mark attended the 2014 MTV Movie Awards last night, where he was presented with the Generation Award by the cast of “Entourage.” If you happened to miss his speech last night, no worries, because you can view it in its entirety below. Not only that, but you can check out 345 HD screen captures of Mark onstage from the show. If you haven’t seen the rest of the photos from the award show, you can check them out here. Enjoy!
Screen Captures > Award Shows > Award Shows from 2014 > Apr 13: 2014 MTV Movie Awards
Mark Wahlberg and his gorgeous wife Rhea Durham sit in the crowd before he goes up on stage to accept a big award at the 2014 MTV Movie Awards held at the Nokia Theatre on Sunday (April 13) in Los Angeles, California. Mark won the Generation Award at last nights award show! You can check out 189 MQ photos of Mark onstage, backstage, and in the press room. Videos and HD screen captures from last night will be uploaded soon. Enjoy!
Public Appearances > Events from 2014 > Apr 13: 2014 MTV Movie Awards – Show
Public Appearances > Events from 2014 > Apr 13: 2014 MTV Movie Awards – Backstage & Audience
Public Appearances > Events from 2014 > Apr 13: 2014 MTV Movie Awards – Press Room
Mark Wahlberg hosted the 27th Annual Kids’ Choice Awards last night and I just updated the photo gallery with 23- MQ photos of Mark from his hosting gig! The bulk of the photos are from the show, but there are also some backstage photos, as well as audience photos. What did you guys think of his hosting gig? I thought he did fantastic and I wouldn’t be surprised if Mark was asked to host again next year or for another award show. Leave a comment to share your thoughts and check out the photos in the gallery. HD screen captures will be uploaded soon. Enjoy!
Public Appearances > Events from 2014 > Mar 29: 27th Annual Kids’ Choice Awards – Show
Public Appearances > Events from 2014 > Mar 29: 27th Annual Kids’ Choice Awards – Backstage & Audience
Mark Wahlberg shows off his huge guns in a black tee while attending the 2014 CinemaCon Opening Night at Caesars Palace Resort and Casino on Monday (March 24) in Las Vegas. Mark was joined by his “Transformers: Age of Extinction” co-stars Nicola Peltz and Jack Reynor. You can check out 60 MQ photos of Mark in the photo gallery. I want to apologize for the lateness of the photos. Enjoy!
Public Appearances > Events from 2014 > Mar 24: 2014 CinemaCon – Opening Night Presentation