He wasn’t always so calm.
“I was originally a little nervous about it,” said Jackman over lunch in Manhattan.
“I’d never done it before and I knew it had to look like he’d been doing it his whole life.”
The Tribune state that Jackman did what any actor worth his salt does: he consulted chefs and practiced. He originally planned to gut a fish every day for months until it became second nature, but he was told that it was better to gut 40 in a single session.
He got out his knives and made fish fillets and fish sticks and fish soup. “There are fish cakes still frozen in my freezer,” he said, laughing. “No one’s having fish at my house for a long time.”
The scene comes in the middle of Jez Butterworth’s enigmatic play about love and repetition. Various women from the fisherman’s past enter and leave his remote fishing cabin, warping time and space.
“I think the more poetically you take the piece, and less literally you take the piece, the deeper you go with it,” Jackman said. “Ultimately, I think it’s a play that just spoke to me and my heart. I read it and I was like, ‘Wow. There’s something very true and real and honest about connection, about loss, about the search in life.’ That’s something that I’ve always had.”
Jackman, who plays the pirate Blackbeard in next year’s “Pan” and said he’s close to starring in an original movie musical about P.T. Barnum, threw himself into the new play. He spoke to memory experts and read works by psychotherapist Carl Jung.
To nail the fish preparation scene, Jackman consulted with a master — chef Jean-Georges Vongerichten.
“Perfect,” he said when his plate arrives over lunch with AP writer Mark Kennedy. “I really love going to a three-star Michelin restaurant and they say, ‘You really must try the marmalade with your peanut butter.’”
“The River,” at Circle in the Square Theatre, has been a sellout, in part to Jackman’s star power. But even with his comfort in front of an audience, the fish-gutting scene didn’t go too smoothly when he first performed it, despite all the practice.
“I’ll admit: The first time I did it, I remember thinking, ‘My heart rate is about 75 beats a minute,’” said Jackman. Things got worse when he cut his thumb.