It's time to listen to John Boyega. Again.
He tells the truth about Hollywood: good, bad, and ugly. It was Star Wars then. It's the big studios' treatment of writers and actors now. Creatively, he's starting freshâwith lots and lots of big swings.
JOHN BOYEGA would not lie down. It was 2021, and he was filming an early scene for this summerâs blistering sci-fi conspiracy thriller They Cloned Tyrone on set in Atlanta. In the script, Boyegaâs street-hustler character, Fontaine, reconvenes with an irritable pimp named Slick Charles, played by Jamie Foxx, and sex worker Yo-Yo (Teyonah Parris) at her grandmotherâs house, still reeling from what they just saw (an apparent conspiracy). The scene called for Boyega to lie flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling as they talk. Boyega lay there and sucked his teeth.
âNot feelinâ it, bruv,â the thirty-one-year-old actor told the filmâs director and cowriter, Juel Taylor, in his charmingly peppery South London accent. âIâm alert, bruv. Iâm alert. Iâm on edge.â Boyega figured Fontaine wouldnât be in a passive position. It didnât feel natural. They filmed him sitting up.
In a later scene, Fontaine and the gang confront a gravel-voiced white villain. (The less said about this character, the better, to avoid spoilers.) A crane shot had been set up solely to push in on Boyega lying down, this time on the ground. âThereâs no way Iâm still on the ground,â Boyega said. They reset the shot.
Call it the power of John Boyega in action. âIf he says, âThis donât feel right,â Iâm gonna listen,â Taylor explains over the phone. âIf youâre gonna be a leading man, there has to be some kind of gravity around you, and John definitely has that in spades. He commands the room, even if the character heâs playing is somebody low on the totem pole, so to speak.â
Itâs taken Boyega a while to be able to comfortably flex. After a youth spent anchoring a stupendously profitable blockbuster franchise, heâs proved himself as a performer who can seemingly do anything, onscreen or off. He made headlines for speaking frankly about how Disney sidelined his Star Wars character. The experience was brutal, but made him want to bring his most unfettered self to his work. These days, he has more control over his career than ever before and considers himself a collaborator with the directors he works with now.
He has also actively defied being typecast, most recently starring as a bank-robbing Marine vet in last yearâs Breaking and as a nineteenth-century West African monarch in the Viola Davisâled The Woman King. His latest character, Fontaine, is the grounding force in a trippy universe where Black people are being lied to in multiple dimensions. The role immediately thrilled Boyega, a lover of dark humor and provocation. Lately heâs been taking big swings to fuel big ambitions, and filmmakers, producers, castmates, and audiences instinctively trust his choices. He could do anything, but what he most wants is an eclectic Joaquin Phoenixâ or Tilda Swintonâtype range. Somehow when Boyega makes this comparison, itâs not remotely obnoxiousâhe comes off as both confident and totally likable. He is not what he calls âtoxic humble.â
Whatâs that mean? âToxic humble, to me, is the concept of: I donât care about the audience. Itâs all about my art,â he says during our first call over Zoom in late June. âCome on, man.â He laughs. âStop it. Like, stop. The audience participates in that, and you are selling it to them. Youâve got to step in and fill that space. You have to step into it.â
When we meet for dinner a week later at the Central Parkâadjacent 1 Hotel restaurant Jams, Boyega steps off the elevator in a pajama-like, salmon-coloured Armani button-up with matching pants. His chest is out, his skin is glowing, and a durag graces his cornrows. He orders a Shirley Temple, having already eaten and napped. For the past few weeks, Boyega has been zipping across the country promoting They Cloned Tyrone ahead of its release, some of which has involved addressing his costar Jamie Foxxâs recovery from an undisclosed medical condition. Itâs an exhausting part of the job that requires not a little diplomacy.
Itâs been impossible to ignore Foxxâs absence from the movieâs press run. When I ask Boyega if promoting a film without one of its main stars is weird, he shrugs. âStuff happens. People get pregnant or have commitments. You just gotta roll with the punches. Netflix has done very well in facilitating the press, and Jamieâs team has been very transparent about what the commitments will be or not,â he says. âIâm the guy whoâs like, Cool, you gotta have that privacy, regardless of what youâre going through.â
In the celebrity-fandom world, though, Foxxâs medical condition has been a hot topic and (ironically, given the movieâs themes) spurred so many conspiracy theories that when Foxx resurfaced in semipublicâfirst spotted on a boat in Chicagoâthe press treated it like a sighting of the Loch Ness Monster. Boyega tells me heâs spoken to Foxx but reiterates the importance of privacy. âLetâs control ourselves a bit,â he says, addressing fans. âAt the end of the day, youâre curious about somebody youâve never met. Letâs come back down to reality here. Yes, you care about celebrities and stars, but if that same celebrity is asking for privacy, how come you donât care about that?â
Boyega himself cultivates the enigmatic air of a classic movie star and doesnât understand fansâ obsession with him, to the extent heâll allow that it exists. âMost of my life is mysterious. Like, people do not know about me and how I roll, who Iâm with, what Iâm doing,â he says. âI get curious about people âcause of the work they do. Your private life, Iâm not trying to get into that too tough unless itâs some criminal crap, like, Oh, I didnât know that person would do that. Who youâre dating and all that? I donât have no interest. Also, I go, You donât really care, though, innit? My mom and dad care about that.â
Whatâs helped him navigate the nexus of acting and fame is that he refuses to play small. And he isnât a downer. âThinking negative, for me, isnât the way. I define negative as just being truthful. Maybe itâs just me speaking truthfully,â he says, attributing this philosophy to his upbringing. âMy parents are dreamers. The biggest dreamers I know. And they made news based on that dream. They left Nigeria, came over to the UK, raised kids. We never spoke of our financial situation or our lack of having as the worst thing thatâs ever happened to us,â he says. âIâve been raised in a household with a culture of believing in things that are not necessarily there now but being willing to put the work into it and see where it goes.â
Canadian wildfire particles have lately made New York feel as though itâs at the flash point. But thereâs something else, too. When we speak, WGA writers have been on strike for nearly two months, and Boyegaâs own union, SAG-AFTRA, is on the verge of one. Two weeks later, it will officially hit the button, commencing Hollywoodâs first double strike since 1960. The last time SAG went on strike alone, in 2000, John Boyega was eight, and Justin Timberlake was the one rocking cornrows.
Boyega fully supports a potential upheaval in his industry to protect against job-killing AI and ensure streaming residuals for actors, which translates to liveable salaries for both the Boyegas and the non-Boyegas of the world. Itâs a crucial moment for Hollywood that could tip the scales in artistsâ favour in a way heâs been advocating for since he survived publicly excoriating Disney for sidelining Stars Warsâ actors of colourâa career risk thatâs paid off. Those comments Boyega made in 2020âabout Disneyâs tendency to give more nuanced narratives to the franchiseâs white actorsânow seem like a battle cry thatâs ignited a different kind of star war in Hollywood.
âOnce you make certain statements, everybody knows where you stand, so people donât approach you trying to play the game,â says Boyega. âSince then, Iâve worked with Netflix, Iâve worked with Sony and other studios, and theyâre very much aware of how I am, how I operate, and they found that they can still do their job.â For him, seeing the industry unite to correct an imbalance is validating. âWhen youâre the one actor saying it, it becomes like, Oh my God,â he says. âBut Iâm glad now.â
The Hollywood he has described as both magical and damaging is in shambles. But whatâs happening is resonating across other industries in a world thatâs evolving too fast for anyone, save maybe for AI, to keep up. What used to be an internal struggle for Boyega has since turned very public, in the form of the SAG strike. He fundamentally understands the need for equity and transparency from major studios. âBecause privacy, with [studio heads], is their safe haven,â he says. âThat privacy has protected them and allowed them to make certain decisions with artists. Itâs not fair. For something thatâs such a group effort, there needs to be more of a balance and a redefinition of what is fair.â
The streaming bubble has burst and doused everything. Boyega is the kind of guy you want to speak to about it. The man can do that impossible thingâchat about cinema from both an insiderâs and fanboyâs perspective without sounding pretentious. Heâs so enraptured with the idea of moviemaking that heâs still elated to see his face on billboards. Boyega believes the audience interacts with actors âon a neurological level.â Itâs heady stuff but not so serious that it would preclude a sense of humour.
At a table in the back of Jams, over the clattering of the kitchen cooksâ pots and pans on a buzzing Friday, he tells me all about how the movie business changed drastically while he was filming Tyrone, amid a Hollywood without movie theatres, one that was forced to put all its faith into streaming.
Like me, Boyega has just watched âJoan Is Awful,â the first episode of Black Mirrorâs recent sixth season, in which a streaming-video company called Streamberry exploits peopleâs likenesses and mobile devices to churn out eerie dramatised reality programming. Boyega doesnât think this is so far-fetched. âIâm still researching, myself, because all of this is new, like AI using your voice,â he says.
An entirely new business model is evolving for film releases, overhauling the traditional system, with the pandemic giving mid-tier-budget projects a chance to thrive via streaming. âStreaming has been a great opportunity for a lot of us who arenât necessarily in all the biggest blockbuster films every year. For me, itâs a symptom of change. But I hope thereâs a balance. I donât want to lose cinema,â he says. âYou see some streaming services that offer these high-end movies a chance to be in the movie theatre for a short amount of time. Although they donât bloody market it,â Boyega notes, throwing the tiniest bit of shade. (They Cloned Tyrone, it must be said, will hit Netflix this Friday, July 21, a week after its theatrical release.) âBut you get to see how both of them can coexist.â
The problem is that studios get coy with sharing streaming numbers, and actors at all income levels miss out on earning the residuals theyâd get in the past for syndicated programs. All of this can seem foreign to the average movie lover who doesnât understand why rich actors are so mad. Boyegaâs Star Wars comments were part of a buildup and just the tip of the iceberg. âIâm surprised actors before hadnât said anything,â he says. ââCause thatâs what creates the whole taboo of it all.â
So why donât they?
âSome people donât want to seem ungrateful. Once you get to a position of privilege, is there any debate to have about making privilege better? Can the privileged have problems?â he says. âThey donât want to get involved in it, which I do understand. I understand why people are affected by it. I was affected by it. But I hope more and more people start to see individual actors coming out and just going, Nah. Iâm just glad now that the conversations are being had on a mass level, so it doesnât feel like one actor is a rebel against the system.â
As tough and fiery as Boyega is in person, thereâs a vulnerability to him that helps explain why he continually seeks out fairness in a corrupt world. He believes in equity and has faith that things can be right if you just say something. Superhero logic, you could say. But donât expect to see Boyega in a Marvel movie anytime soon. âI donât see a space there,â he says. âYears and years ago, I used to want to be in Black Panther. Theyâve got that handled. Someone give me a Hancock.â
An audacious conspiracy-driven story like They Cloned Tyrone is much more in line with his creative vibe at the moment. The script became a hot commodity on the Black List, a roundup of movie scripts that havenât yet been attached to any producer. Boyega was eager to partner with a first-time feature-film director like Taylor, who wasnât, as he says, âindustry trainedâ and would let Boyega collaborate meaningfully. âI like how real he is. Heâs very much raw and doesnât have that directorâs-etiquette thing going,â Boyega says of Taylor. âHeâs solely an artist, a creative, and, to me, a genius. I see him as one of the directors weâll be talking about in the coming years.â
Taylor finds Boyegaâs performance of Fontaine effortlessly charismatic. âJohn brought warmth to the character. On the page, heâs very stoic, obviously the straight man,â says Taylor. âJohn has this dry wit, humour, and warmth to him that I loved getting to play with.â
Boyega always saw himself in the hero position. Even when he was a classically broke council-estate kid with a jagged hairline and no money for a weekly shape-up, wearing Clarks loafers and a school uniform every day, armed with little but his wits, conversation, and a smile, he felt big. At thirteen, he would drag his boy with him for double dates, traveling forty-five minutes on a double-decker bus from South London to East London to visit a crush. The girl later broke Boyegaâs heartâshe couldnât stand the long distance, she said. Today, Boyega wonders if it was something else. âShe probably wasnât digging my clothes. Thatâs probably what it was,â he says, ejecting a cackle. âI donât blame her.â
He didnât have pierced ears and fresh kicks on his feet like other boys. But he carried himself with a certain self-possession. His Nigerian parentsâhis mother, Abigail, worked as a caregiver, and his father, Samson, was a Pentecostal ministerâinstilled a sense of pride and principle in John and his two older sisters, Blessing and Grace. âI most definitely wasnât afraid of rejection back then, even when I knew I wasnât at the same level as the popular boys,â says Boyega. âYou have to grow into yourself a little bit more. Everybody experiences that, where you werenât always the main chicken in the roost. And itâs cool. It just wasnât my time.â
While attending Westminster City School, Boyega cycled through local auditions. Around age eleven, he was cast as the lead, Joseph, in a production of Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat, an Andrew Lloyd Webberâcomposed biblical extravaganza. He had to drop the part because his dad had planned the familyâs first-ever trip to Nigeria. âI was so upset. I was so upset about that,â Boyega remembers. He hated the thought of playing a secondary role, like one of Josephâs brothers, God forbid. He didnât want to do the play at all if he couldnât be the lead.
Boyega says he went from experiencing zero popularity in high school to being âreally confidentâ in college, as he put himself out there and garnered attention through improv and Identity School of Acting. Thatâs where he met his drama-teacher-turned-agent Femi Oguns. By then, heâd become the obvious choice to portray the main characters. While studying performing arts at South Thames, he landed his first lead role as Othello in a school production. He found freedom in these transformations and welcomed the chance to show off onstage. âIt didnât make me feel awkward like it made the other kids. I wasnât as self-aware,â he says.
His breakout role in the fantastical alien-invasion flick Attack the Block, at nineteen, reads almost like a career foreshadowing: An intrepid South Londoner is forced to confront shadowy forces and find a way. At that point, the real-world Boyega was ready to leave structure for the chaos of Hollywood. He was willing to put in the work to get the acting career he wanted. (âAnd I wanted it bad,â he says.) So he dropped out of the University of Greenwich and split for L.A.
He stepped off the plane and instantly felt big in America. But in true starving-artist fashion, his suitcase was split between worlds. He was a walking Proactiv ad (he barely had money for face cream) and did odd jobs like grocery shopping, laundry, and even cat-sitting for a director out in Santa Monica. He credits his now best friend Asia (whom he met at a house party) for letting him sleep on her living room couch.
For a time, the starry-eyed Boyega imagined Hollywood as a bacchanal, but now he laughs at the thought. âEveryone is just hardworking,â he says. âI havenât even seen anyone snort white.â As a hungry young actor, he didnât put on airs. He asked questions and found support. âI was very much open to the lessons of it all, and to be fair, a lot of people spoke to me in that context, knowing that you donât necessarily know everything,â he says. âAnd then leaning in to not knowing everything saves you from pretending that you do.â
But then he started to know things. The industry is designed to instil fear in young actors and make them afraid of appearing arrogant for asking for what they want. By the time Boyega was on his Star Wars run, shady Hollywood politics had become too obvious for him to ignore. Heâs spent the past few years resetting his priorities to protect his mental health and firing people who didnât align. Heâs refusing to play Josephâs brother in his own career. âYou canât do what you used to do when I was a young puppy,â he says. âNow Iâm at a level where an agent canât lie to me. You canât come and tell me, âThey saidâŠ.â I will call them directly, and if I find that youâre lying, youâre outta here.â He laughs heartily. âI had to come to the point of learning that and standing my ground. I had to be the author and finisher of my team. I have to lead you guys. You cannot lead me.â
Thereâs something about Boyega that makes his appeals for the entire world seem reasonable. Heâs the kind of guy who could order one of every item on the menu and make it sound like the singularly correct way to dine out. Example: I ask him what his love language is. He canât choose and blurts out, âAll of them.â I, on the other hand, hadnât even considered âAll of the aboveâ as an option, when it might be the only sensible answer. âIâve never understood there being a specific one,â Boyega says, looking puzzled. âI mean, who likes touch without getting a gift once in a while? Who likes words of affirmation from someone that doesnât actually touch? Iâm willing to take as much as I can give. But, you know, Iâm a softy. Iâm chill. Iâm spontaneous. And at the same time, Iâm curious about people, so I create a space for honesty.â
He hasnât been in a relationship in four years. The most recent one lasted only a few months. âIâve never dated a celebrity. Not for any particular reason. I just donât be going to the parties,â he jokes. Is he a relationship guy? He answers immediately, âNo.â
âI want a relationship, but I donât fixate on it,â he says. âIâm not opposed to it. I just havenât met anyone that really ignites that in me.â
At this point in the conversation, heâs gotta go. His family and friends are hovering near the restaurant entrance, waiting on him to see The Lion King, of all things. This is what it means to be John Boyega right now, to balance his professional and personal passions and make room for the things he loves: traveling, massages, video games, anime, and diving in the Cayman Islands. The Pisces finds peace in going underwater and seeing a world bigger than his eyes can swallow. âItâs just so much mystery in there,â he says. âTo learn how to operate within that as a human being, thatâs always cool to me. Itâs not my territory, but I feel like a bad man. And I like the tranquility of it all.â Itâs illuminating. But then, he says, with a laugh, âAll right, time to go up!â He has a leaderâs sense of direction. Now itâs everyone elseâs turn to move like him.
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A version of this article originally appeared on Esquire US.