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    Andy Serkis: Beastie boy
    Telegraph.co.uk
    Last Updated: 12:01am GMT 16/03/2008


    You can take Andy Serkis out of the animal gear, but you
    can't take the animal out of Andy Serkis. The man who's played both
    King Kong and Gollum talks to Catherine Shoard about apes, anger and
    his latest (human) role. Portrait by Michael Clement

    The blue-eyed monkey is a rare sight in Britain. Anywhere, in
    fact. Of all the species, all round the globe, very few have anything
    but brown eyes. A handful in Bangkok buck the trend, as does the Indri
    lemur. And Andy Serkis.

    Strictly speaking Serkis is homo sapiens: bright, articulate, no
    tail. But there's inescapably something of the monkey about
    him. Regard the arms. Observe the curls. Look at that grin.
    'I've always been really in touch with my primal instincts,' he
    confirms. 'In my profession you have to be.' We're having breakfast at
    the Covent Garden Hotel, in London, with his toddler son, Louis, off
    playschool with a mild fever and swinging from his father's leg. 'You
    have to be open to going where your emotions take you. Acting is a
    sort of pressure cooker that allows the fizz to come out the top. God
    knows what I'd be like if I didn't have that. Even more animal,
    perhaps.'
    Serkis, now 43, has played some singular creatures in his time. Most
    famously, Gollum, the creepy demi-hobbit in Peter Jackson's Lord of
    the Rings trilogy, whom he acted via the magic of motion capture
    technology (he prefers the term 'performance capture') and whose voice
    he copied from his cat, coughing up furballs. A breakthrough theatre
    role in 1992 was in April De Angelis's Hush as Dogboy, a schizophrenic
    tramp who kills his pet pooch, takes on its spirit, and challenges the
    prejudices of a middle class family whose home he breaks into. Serkis
    spent the play entirely naked and often barking. 'I found that a hard
    role to shake off,' he says, darkly. 'It really messed with my head.'
    But it's simians he feels most empathy with. Researching his role as
    a lovelorn King Kong in Jackson's 2005 remake (another triumph of
    motion capture), he travelled to Rwanda to see the apes in situ and
    spent months working as a keeper at London Zoo, becoming so close to a
    thirtysomething gorilla called Zaire that whenever his wife, Lorraine,
    tagged along, she was angrily squirted with water. These days he
    fundraises for the Dian Fossey Gorilla Fund and does voiceover duties
    on Monkey Life, Five's terrific documentary series filmed at Dorset's
    Monkey World Ape Rescue Centre ('While most of the gang are enjoying
    their treat, dominant female Sally doesn't join in').

    'They really are our closest cousins,' he says pouring the tea (not
    PG Tips). 'There's honesty there, and integrity, it's visceral and
    direct. Watching their social structure - adolescents together,
    mothers and children, old males knocking round together sagaciously -
    you just think: this is no different from us at all. In fact, certain
    gorillas are more evolved than certain human beings I know.'
    And when Serkis isn't playing some kind of beastie, it's these
    bestial types he tends towards. He made a venal Bill Sikes in ITV's
    Oliver Twist (1999). His Ian Brady in Peter Morgan's Longford (2006)
    was especially chilling, all the more for its compassion. 'You can't
    go into something like that just playing a normal villain. You have to
    find a comparison with yourself. For Brady, the moment when he was
    most complete, most joyful, was when he was on the moors with
    Myra. Mine was when I was with my wife and our children were being
    born. Bringing life into the world, taking life out: there's a
    connection.'
    His latest role is as David, a thuggy kidnapper in The Cottage, Paul
    Andrew Williams's comedy horror follow-up to his acclaimed
    prostitute-thriller London to Brighton. It's a muddled film, neither
    as funny nor as scary as it ought to be, but Serkis is memorable: a
    growling, leather-clad panther of a man.
    'He's a failed gangster really, and for all that he's done, he's
    really the voice of reason. His bark is bigger than his bite. But he
    certainly knows how to look after himself.'
    Has Serkis ever scared himself in the line of duty? 'Regularly. You
    can lose control.'
    Last year he was rehearsing Sugarhouse, Gary Love's little-seen
    crime saga about a former Ulster terrorist called Hoodwink now running
    a drugs ring in London. When one young actor called Teddy deviated
    from the script and stood up to Serkis's character, he threw him to
    the ground, started smacking him about the face and shouting: 'Are you
    f---ing fronting up the Hoody?' Teddy ran off set, crying.
    'I do have anger management issues,' Serkis says, toying with a
    butter knife. 'Not clinical. Probably no more than most people. But
    you've got to keep yourself open so your tolerance levels can be blown
    off. I don't have a huge amount of actual rage in me but I've got a
    phenomenal amount of energy that bursts out and needs a conduit.'


    This is something he thinks would benefit most
    people. Violence in London, he reckons, lurks 'just a hair's breadth
    away'. He points to the spate of shootings and stabbings last
    year. 'The human condition is taxed at the moment to quite a great
    degree. It's interesting because in this country we're not faced with
    oppressive regimes or wars or deep-seated cataclysmic events. It's
    still all about class. The divide [between rich and poor] seems to be
    getting larger. And there are so many people slipping through the
    net. Whereas for my generation people would sort themselves out with
    fist fights and it was a big thing to carry a knife, now it's almost
    become acceptable to carry guns. And that's quite a scary
    prospect. But you can see why it's happening.'
    Serkis turns out to be someone who feels things extremely
    deeply. He's impressionable and, though kind and courteous, easily
    riled. Though he doesn't have a lot of personal bugbears, his
    shoulders do seem to bear the weight of a lot of other people's
    chips. He reports a knee-jerk instinct to fight for the underdog. 'If
    I hear someone say something and they're 100 per cent about it then
    it's almost inevitable that I'll take the opposite view. I guess I
    feel at odds with things like society. Absolutism is always a trigger
    for me.'


    Serkis says he grew up feeling an outsider. Unlike Lorraine, who
    hails from some close-knit Manchester streets, he was never especially
    rooted in one community. Home was Ruislip, west London, with his
    mother, who taught handicapped children, and three sisters and a
    brother, while his Armenian father worked as a doctor in
    Baghdad. Holidays were spent with Dad, until he returned for good to
    Britain in 1978. Serkis hasn't been back to the Middle East for more
    than a decade.
    His early ambitions lay in painting (you can see a couple of his
    accomplished, vaguely tortured canvases at www.serkis.com), and he
    went to Lancaster University to study visual arts. Then, in his final
    year, he was cast as the lead in Gotcha, a Barrie Keefe play about a
    schoolboy who holds a couple of teachers hostage and threatens to burn
    down the school. It was a surprise: he was only meant to be the set
    designer. What does he think his tutors saw in him? 'A sense of
    injustice. I knew this boy. He was factory fodder, a lost soul who was
    going to be undervalued for the rest of his life. I could tell people
    about it.'
    Seeing acting as a form of social work was a turning point for
    Serkis - his definition of an actor is someone who researches the
    world, comes back and presents his findings to an audience. He's
    passionate about the role of theatre in a community and rails against
    cutbacks in Arts Council funding. Reality TV predictably sickens him,
    as does anything that detracts from the 'nuts and bolts of the craft'.
    He's an old-school rep grafter, an energetic Leftie who was for many
    years heavily involved with the Socialist Workers Party, until he
    questioned the extent to which his profession might mean he naturally
    sympathised with their cause. 'It's easy to get swept up. But you have
    to ask yourself, if push comes to shove and there's a revolution, what
    am I going to do?' And there was the other tug: for applause and
    recognition. 'You're trying to buck the system and fight the fight but
    you also want people to enjoy what you've done,' he admits. 'I was too
    keen to be liked sometimes. I do genuinely feel over that now.'

    Small wonder. Fantasy fans are a devoted lot and, thanks to Gollum,
    must have showered Serkis with enough love to last a lifetime. He's
    eager to repay them, attending the Elf Convention in Amsterdam, and
    gamely sticking up for hobbit-heads (another of his
    underdogs). 'They're only scorned because they're into something
    popular. But it's just the same as supporting a football team or being
    madly into Picasso or Brahms. And it's certainly a lot more fun than
    chess.'
    And while his collaborations with Peter Jackson have given him a
    huge public profile, they've also earned him the professional cachet
    to be able to put himself on the line 'as a creator rather than just
    an interpreter'. He's directed a short film starring Lorraine, and a
    video game, Heavenly Sword, for PlayStation 3. In the pipeline are a
    thriller, Dark Blue Rising, and Freezing Time, a biopic of the
    photographer Eadweard Muybridge, both of which Serkis aims to direct
    and star in.
    He's not quitting interpretation just yet, though. Next year he'll
    return to 'performance capture' in Jackson and Steven Spielberg's 3D
    Tintin film. He plays Captain Haddock, though one can't help but
    wonder whether he wouldn't be more suited to Snowy. And later this
    spring we'll see him in a BBC/HBO joint venture, Einstein and
    Eddington (he plays Albert; Doctor Who's David Tennant is Sir Arthur),
    a project that meant more to him than you'd imagine.


    Learning about the theory of relativity, he explains,
    helped him conquer a crippling fear of death. 'When I was a kid I'd
    morbidly fantasise about my parents being killed, and it really,
    really upset me.' As an adult, he would wonder what would happen to
    his children - Ruby, nine, Sonny, seven and Louis, three - were he or
    Lorraine no longer around. 'Playing Einstein blew the lid off it,' he
    says, eyes alight, feet tapping. He hauls Louis, grizzling gently,
    onto his lap and uses his hands to demonstrate the solar system. 'As
    we're sitting here having this conversation, our planet is whizzing
    round at a huge, huge velocity. It's amazing. We're unaware of it, but
    when you start looking at cosmology, that transference of energy is
    very exciting.'
    Serkis has been an atheist since his teens but feels spiritual when
    he's up a mountain (he once climbed the Matterhorn solo) and is much
    drawn to the karmic possibilities of energy transference. 'Not in a
    woo-ey way,' he smiles, 'but the idea that your energy lives on after
    you I find very relieving.' He paraphrases Edith Sitwell: 'People are
    either drains or radiators. And I just hate the idea that I'm not
    giving anything out.'
    Serkis needn't worry: he's a one-man central heating system.

    'The Cottage' is on release now
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