|
It is odd, he agrees, that
we are meeting in a luxurious beach-front hotel in Santa Monica, California,
and not in a dingy pub near the Royal National Theatre where he spent much
of his first quarter-century as an actor before being whisked to seven
years of television stardom as Jean-Luc Picard, captain of the Starship
Enterprise in Star Trek: The Next Generation, and reported $12-million
pay cheque for films, most recently as a friendly mutant in X-Men,
a huge success although it seemed like rubbish to me. Ye gods, as he might
say, he was voted America's top TV turn-on and has an internet site - the,
Patrick Stewart Estrogen Brigade - devoted to him. He arrives wearing a
blue Yankees baseball cap. “It keeps my primary source of identification
covered,” he explains. I wasn't going to mention his baldness because everyone
knows - don't they? — that inherited alopecia sent him hairless and traumatised
at 19. “I've been asked about it far too much,” he says. “People accept
who I am.”
He has lived in America for
13 years, appropriately as a “resident alien”, still retaining British
citizenship. “I'm assimilated, but a large part of me feels as l did when
I first arrived - that this is temporary. I'm a British actor who has been
fortunate enough to establish a work base in North America accidentally
and unintentionally. Hollywood was never even a daydream I permitted myself
because it was so unrealistic. I stumbled into what has now become a large
part of my professional life and I’m constantly surprised.”
Every night last spring,
when he played a Jewish-American businessman in Arthur Miller's The
Ride Down Mount Morgan on Broadway, he expected an audience member
to stand up and shout, “Fake! Poseur!” They didn’t, of course, and it was
he who startled them one Saturday by berating the producers from the stage
because he thought they were lacklustre in their promotion. I was
brave and utterly naive, totally unprepared for the attention it received
and the fury of my producers who lodged a formal complaint with my union.
Arthur Miller supported me 100 per cent and I thought, ‘Who better to go
to the barricades with?’ I partly regret what I did because it was on impulse
and, God knows, I should have learnt to sleep on something before l act.
But if at times artists are not out of control they're probably not being
artists and responding intuitively. Its easy for us to sound like whingers
but there's a residue of what we do which, if stirred up, can lead to behaviour
that might seem infantile, extreme or irrational. In a sense I was possessed
by my character in the play, responding as he might have.”
He misses England and although
he will never return permanently he has a home in Yorkshire. “I enjoy my
exposure to American society and yet there are subtleties which remind
me it's not my home. There's fascinating contradiction here - it's the
most powerful nation in the world, and yet there's a provincialism that
reminds me I’m European with a different perspective. I plan to return
within a year to do theatre but the deal isn't finalised. I should add
I’m available at all times, although I’m not sure they're waiting for me.
In some respects I feel I have ceased to exist in England.”
The youngest of three children,
he was brought up in Mirfield, near Huddersfield, by his soldier father
Alfred and mother Gladys, a weaver, in what has been described as “poverty
and violence”, reportedly spending much of his childhood being afraid.
He has certainly cast off humble beginnings and is patrician and suave
with a plummy actor-ish voice. “Those remarks about violence have been
inappropriately exaggerated,” he says now. “It was a pretty average upbringing.
I was lucky to live in a community that was close and interdependent. We
had mills in the valleys, but also sheep on the hills. I was blessed to
be a teenager interested in performing who lived in that part of England
at that time because it was not thought to be eccentric.”
Leaving school at 15 became
a journalist on the Dewsbury and District Reporter, but was fired
because he spent so much time with the amateur dramatic society he invented
reports of events he was supposed to cover. “A vivid imagination seems
the perfect qualification for a tabloid position. My editor was quite tight,
though. He gave me an ultimatum that I had to stop acting so — my impulsive
nature again —I walked out that afternoon thinking, ‘I’ll show him. I’ll
become an actor.’ I've been in this job for 40 years and am still surprised
people pay me. I constantly think it's odd for a grown-up to put on fancy
dress. In certain areas of society I'd be locked up for it, but I've always
felt content pretending to be someone else rather than who or what I was.
I didn’t have much self-confidence for years and was sure I couldn't act.
I knew l had some skills, but didn’t believe in myself as an entertainer
although that's what all actors are, however serious. Several years ago
I won a best entertainment Olivier award for my one-man show, A Christmas
Carol, and it felt grand to be finally categorised as ‘an entertainer’.
At last I believe l do my job well.”
This Christmas he is on television
playing Scrooge in a film he produced of A Christmas Carol. I wonder
if he identifies with the part. “Most definitely. I didn’t realise it at
the time nor should you analyse why something appeals to you, just thank
God it does. The story of an individual set in his life - locked into a
kind of ice age of unbending attitudes, and changing at the last moment,
being given a second chance - has great potency for me, probably because
I was not properly in this world myself. I had one foot in the outside
world and the other somewhere else that was entirely private and isolated.
Scrooge acquires insight and acts on it, unafraid to take a huge risk and
say, 'I need you. I love you. I’m making myself vulnerable."
Unexpected triumphs appeal
to him. His eyes mist as he discusses Ann Packer winning the Olympics [800m
gold medallist in Tokyo in 1964 from being the slowest qualifier]. “I cannot
think of it without becoming emotional he says, “a person digging inside
themselves and courage to achieve what they've never done. That's what
interests me most now, to do something different."
Politics perhaps? He is active
both in England, backing Tony Blair, and America, where he supports Al
Gore. "It was put to me a few years ago that if I became an American citizen
Id have a lot of opportunities, but I never thought of becoming a politician.
I’m close to people involved with Al Gore’s campaign and have been honoured
by introducing him at an event. All actors are fascinated by power. Without
the delight of being in control we couldn't do our job. I remember one
morning in Washington I was tipped off that if l got up at 5.30 in the
morning I'd have a pass for the south lawn of the White House to watch
George Bush depart in a helicopter. It was an opportunity not to be missed.
You can count the number of pores in his nose, sniff the air of power."
Mmmm. This is a dangerous
path to tread actors are mocked for political pretensions. “That dismays
me," he says. "Over the past 15 years - oh my God, I’ll live to regret
saying this - the dignity of actors has been undermined. I didn’t know
what a luvvie was when I left England in 1987. Now I suppose they'll say
I’m defining it, but why shouldn't we say what we believe? You don't tell
doctors, university professors or even journalists to stick to what they
do. What’s wrong with actors? We’re members of a profession. There’s probably
jealousy because it's not difficult to get people’s attention if you’re
in show business, but we’re considered lightweight individuals only interested
in our best profile and the next good review. Its so insulting. All my
life I've felt blessed that I spend so much time with actors, designers,
directors and writers. Blessed! They’re such wonderfully thoughtful and
sensitive individuals.”
His career divides into two
parts. Before he was 47 he worked in theatre in England and after he was
offered the part in Star Trek thinking he would be the token Englishman
for a couple of years, “it underwent a total transformation. I came here
with the idea it was temporary, and that has stuck with me until today.”
It wasn’t easy at first to take over from William Shatner as captain of
the Starship Enterprise. Trekkies referred to him disparagingly
as “this shiny domed thespian” and notices were pinned to his dressing
room door saying, “Beware - unknown British Shakespearean actor.” “There
was a certain friction, and gossips spread rumours of Bill’s resentment.
There were unfortunate incidents but by chance we found ourselves the only
passengers on Paramount’s GulfStream jet flying from Las Vegas to Los Angeles
and during that 70-minute flight we got to know one another and I was absolutely
charmed and delighted to discover what a smart, ironic and realistic individual
he is. He's something of a fantasist as well. All actors are. “To some
extent, but Bill has taken it sever stages further.”
He denies he compromised
his talent. “When I started in the provinces and at the RSC we'd nod our
heads sagely at the names of Richard Burton and Peter O’Toole, actors who
should have been leading the British theatre but we assumed sold out to
Hollywood. However, if attitude changed. In England actors have always
moved around so there's never been a stigma attached to whatever work we
do.” Nevertheless success made him worry he was trapped in velvet handcuffs.
“I was apprehensive about being away from England and afraid of succumbing
to the temptations of life here - swimming pools, palm trees and sunshine,
although I didn’t think it would happen to me.”
One casualty was his first
marriage, to choreographer, Sheila Falconer, which broke up in 1990 after
24 years [and two adult children].
“Geography played a part.
Other friendships that had accumulated over decades became damaged by my
being away and recently I've tried to focus on doing repair work.” In August
he married TV producer Wendy Neuss, 40, and they five in fashionable Pacific
Palisades - with pool, palm trees and sunshine. “I don't look on it as
succumbing. I see it as taking good care of myself. For years I refused
to acknowledge Id become better off than I ever expected. I was embarrassed
by my income. That passed when I understood the value of the work I was
doing and the profits made by the network from Star Trek”
Critics might see its popularity
as bewildering, and evidence of dumbing down. “There’s still an attitude,
too easily assumed, that it was a science-fiction show where the actors
wore pyjamas,” he acknowledges. “But we have a distinguished list of fans
and know the respect with which it's regarded. Anyone who paid attention
sees it as provocative and thoughtful.” So why are Trekkies considered
the ultimate “anoraks”? All the fault of the press, he believes. “Its entertaining
to focus on a narrow percentage who are extreme fanatics and shave their
heads. You can look at them and feel superior, but they don't represent
the majority of our fans.” He avoided being typecast, refusing to appear
in public as Picard or utter catchphrases -except once during the 1997
general election when he introduced Tony Blair at a rally in
Plymouth with Picard’s favourite
phrase, “Make it so.”
There will probably be a
sequel to X-Men. “No one was prepared for the record-breaking opening
weekend when it took $54.7 million. The studio hoped for 30. We stare at
each other, not able to comprehend the scale. It was a nice movie, and
perhaps we can do a better one next time.” Meanwhile he has his own production
company “As a wannabe producer it's a constant frustration to get quality
work on screen when so much crap is made. Reality shows like Big Brother
are dismaying. They purport to be a new realism, but are totally fake with
second-rate actors giving performances which take up valuable air time
when I or my pals could be working. It shifts the perception of what entertainment
can be, and undermines quality drama.” He was 60 recently, perhaps time
to stop trying so hard. “I had a hell of a good party because I wanted
to say, ‘Hey, I got here.’ Next day, when I woke with a crashing hangover,
my only thought was, ‘Better move on, to the next decade.’ “ Beam him up
and make it so.
|