Each week, Benjamin Law asks public figures to discuss the subjects we’re told to keep private by getting them to roll a die. The numbers they land on are the topics they’re given. This week, he talks to Toby Schmitz. The writer, director and actor, 47, is known for his award-winning stage productions and roles in TV shows such as Black Sails, Boy Swallows Universe and The Twelve. His debut novel is The Empress Murders.
Toby Schmitz: “A convincing sex scene is like fight choreography: you want it to be safe.”Credit: Louie Douvis
BODIES
Toby, how’s your body going? How’s your health? Good! I went for a run and did my press-ups at 6am this morning. But now I just feel like I’m ready for a nap.
Welcome to the mid-40s, right? That’s right, but I’ve gotten back into the swing recently. I’m going to be in a play soon which will be very demanding, and I thought, “You know what? I need to get as fit as I can.”
Do you enjoy working out? Not for a single moment. It’s all hideous; I find it so boring. But podcasts have changed everything. Now I can listen to some tweedy boffin talk about trench warfare in World War I and 45 minutes can pass.
You were never that sporty person at school? No, I was doing so much extracurricular debating, drama and the school newspaper. If I’d been good at it, maybe I would’ve got into sports more, but I was tall, pigeon-chested and pimply, and never derived pleasure from competition. And I always loathed the idea of there being one winner and one loser.
Yet you’re often cast as the handsome, dashing man on stage. Is this vision of an acne-ridden, pigeon-chested Toby real? Absolutely real. I couldn’t smile without bleeding and the acne was well down my back. But by the time I got to NIDA, it had cleared up. And notoriously, at NIDA they make you deal with the fact that you have a body. On the very first day, they’re like, “Get down to tights and a singlet.” I’d forgotten to bring mine, so I was down to my silky Davenport boxers. From that point on, I owned it, and started to love my body more.
What else are you noticing nowadays? When my daughter says, “Whoa, your grey hairs!” or “Daddy, you look old this morning!“, you’re like, “F— me!” But I’m most aware of it when I’ve said things like, “Where’s my audition for such-and-such?” And they’re like, “Do you mean the guy in his early 30s? Yeah, look, there’s another role we think might be more appropriate for you …” I may have passed Hamlet and Romeo, but it’s not Lear yet, is it?
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