Jamie Foxx is really excited to find out I am from Texas.
He is
from there, too, and like most people who move out of the Lone Star State, he
is more than happy to talk about the place where he grew up. During our
conversation he will reference Texas somewhere close to a dozen times. Foxx
will even refer to himself as “Terrell, Texas” at one point when speaking about
the simple, honest values of his hometown, which he believes allowed him to
find and maintain success in Hollywood. He has lived in California now a decade
longer than the 18 years he spent growing up in the country hamlet about 30
minutes east of Dallas, and even though he is sitting in his plush mansion in
Ventura County, northwest of Los Angeles, during our talk, he will go so far as
to say “Listen man, we’re in Texas,” as if his whereabouts actually did
momentarily slip his mind, because home is where the heart is, you know.
He thinks
of his house as something of an embassy—built on a little patch of Texas soil
right in the middle of SoCal. He says he is known as “The Sheriff” of the
property. He’s constantly looking out for the good people under his roof,
trying to keep everyone in line. Dozens of guests seem to come and go as they
wish, and there are a few permanent residents now aside from the lifelong
bachelor Foxx: his nearly 5-year-old daughter, Anelise; his two younger
half-sisters, Deidra and DeOndra; his stepfather, George Dixon; and his mother,
Louise Dixon. He has one adult daughter, 20-year-old Corinne Foxx.
To his
little one and all of his friends’ children, The Sheriff is a disciplinarian.
“We’ve got a big ol’ house, and 20 or 30 kids come over here—my friends I used
to party with all now have kids. I tell them when they come over, they’re
fixing to learn some discipline,” Foxx says. “It’s because of the fact I had
it, and I know how good it can be.” The Sheriff will interrupt our talk
countless times to correct his daughter from playing with her food, or getting
too close to cars pulling up in the driveway, or fooling around near a cactus.
“Get away
from that,” he warns her, grumbling under his breath. “That’s a cactus. It’s a
type of cactus. All of these are cacti or from the cacti family. They’re just
different types. Yeah, that one, too.”
As
staunch as The Sheriff is, he is also forgiving, as evidenced by his
willingness to welcome into his home the family that didn’t have room for him
46 years ago—the mother who lives with him is not the woman who raised him and
instilled the discipline he so appreciates in himself.
After his
biological father left Foxx and his mom when the boy was an infant, Louise
realized she didn’t have the financial means or the know-how to take care of
her son. So she gave him up to her own adoptive parents, Mark and Estelle Marie
Talley. He, too, was adopted by the older couple.
Most of
the work of raising him was performed by Miss Talley, already nearing 60 when
Foxx was born. “E-Daddy,” as Mark Talley was known, was a stoic, quiet man, but
Miss Talley was fiery. She was the one who taught him manners, who insisted he
keep his grades up and, starting when he was 5, forced piano and cornet lessons
on him.
“She was
actually the catalyst in helping form Jamie into who he is today,” Foxx’s
oldest, best friend Gilbert Willie says through an East Texas drawl that the
entertainer only picks up around folks from back home. “Miss Talley was just
firm. She believed that you get your books first, you study, and then comes
your craft. Every day when he got in from school, he had to get his homework
done and then practice music for so many hours. They basically just kind of
forced and molded him to be better.”
When he
was actively trying to build his celebrity profile during his 20s and 30s, Foxx
was a party guy, admittedly—a drinker and whatever-elser who might stay up all
hours of the night, surviving on youthful energy and a commitment to sweating
out all the toxins with a furious workout the next day. “I used to be like,
‘Hey man, let’s get it all in,’ ” Foxx says. “When you get a fresh start and a
chance to look at life in a different way, man, it’s always beautiful.”
These
days Foxx has too many projects going on, too many people who depend on him, to
live to such extremes. Duty comes first for gentlemen, which Foxx was made to
understand at an early age.
While visiting
Terrell with Foxx, California friend Dave Brown was taken to the star’s
childhood home and shown the porch where Miss Talley would sit in the
afternoon. “He said she sat right here,” Brown remembers. “He wanted to
go and play outside, and she wanted him to stay inside and learn the piano.
She’d say ‘Step outside and see if I don’t cut you in two!’ ”
Devout
Baptists, the Talleys insisted their grandson attend church every Sunday and
pushed him to perform during the services, singing in the choir and playing
piano for their congregation. As he reached his teenage years he was hired to
play piano and sing at private parties around Terrell and Dallas, earning a
little pocket money. Eventually he began performing at a new church, making a
cool $75 every Sunday, although Miss Talley regularly took the money from him
and kept it. This was his money, and Foxx routinely complained to
friends about his mean old granny. Then he reached driving age, and sure enough
she had used it to buy his first car.
When Foxx
accepted the Academy Award for Best Actor in 2005—his performance in Ray
making him only the third
black man to earn the honor—he joked that his grandmother had also been his
first acting teacher.

“She told
me, ‘Stand up straight. Put your shoulders back. Act like you’ve got some
sense,’ ” Foxx explained. “We would go places and I would wild out, and she
said, ‘Act like you’ve been somewhere.’ And then when I would act a fool,
she would beat me—she would whup me—and she could get an Oscar for the way she
whupped me, because she was great at it. And then after she whupped me, she
would talk to me; she would tell me why she whipped me: She said, ‘I want you
to be a Southern gentleman.’ ”
Terrell
wasn’t always full of gentlemen when Foxx was growing up. Although he attended
school and played sports with white kids, the town was almost entirely
self-segregated through the 1970s and 1980s. While Foxx downplays the ills of
the environment where he was raised, others shared the entertainer’s
experiences with prejudice: He was harassed one day by a pickup truck full of
rednecks who pulled a gun on him, Brown says. When playing piano for certain
wealthy families, Foxx was treated like the furniture—told to play the
instrument and not talk. “They would tell their N-word jokes, and he would sit
there and have to take it,” Brown says. “But that toughened Jamie.”
Another
time, just a couple of towns over, Willie and Foxx were spotted by kids from
another school who thought them out of place at a tennis tournament—“Nigs! Look
at those nigs!” they howled at one another.
In
difficult times throughout his life, Foxx has leaned on lessons he learned from
his grandmother.
“You
stand firm, you stand proud—those were some of the things she instilled in
him,” Brown remembers. “And always be respectful. Whatever the situation is,
you be professional.”
Foxx has
credited his grandmother, who died in 2004 at age 95, with his personal growth
and the success that has come in every step of a show-business career that has
now spanned a quarter-century.
Twice an
Oscar nominee and a two-time Grammy winner, Foxx can sell out arenas as a
stand-up comic whenever he wants and has also shown a talent for writing,
producing and directing. Naturally he was Mr. Everything during his time at
Terrell High School—a singer in his own bands and a record-setting quarterback,
star basketball player and track athlete.
His first
and greatest love was song, so he accepted a music scholarship to United States
International University (now Alliant International University) in San Diego
following his high school graduation. After he was settled out West and ready
to chase a job in entertainment, a girlfriend urged Foxx to take the stage as a
stand-up comic, and soon his knack for impersonations had audiences up and down
the Golden Coast rolling. He set aside his given name, Eric Bishop, for his
pseudonym, figuring “Jamie” was androgynous enough that comedy club emcees
would see his name and (thinking it might be a woman’s) give him
ladies-first-honors during open-mic nights.
“Foxx,”
as so many of his Hollywood friends call him for brevity, was a tribute to the
comedian and actor Redd Foxx.
Before
long his stand-up success caught the eyes of folks in the television industry,
and he was cast in two shows, including the hit In Living Color
, where he crossed paths with
Jim Carrey and Jennifer Lopez, among other up-and-coming entertainers. After
stealing the sketch show by playing goofy characters like the cross-dresser
Wanda, he won more and more opportunities: He made his big screen debut in the
1992 Robin Williams comedy Toys
, and released his first
R&B album, Peep This
, in 1994. Soon there was a
sitcom, The Jamie Foxx Show
, which had a five-year run on
The WB. The actor essentially played himself, an aspiring entertainer who had
relocated to L.A. from little Terrell, Texas.




Just
being himself has worked well for Foxx over the years: During his cinema
breakthrough in Stone’s 1999 pro football send-up Any Given Sunday
, Foxx starred as Willie
Beamen, an overlooked quarterback from Dallas. He had been chosen for the role
by a stroke of luck: Stone’s first choice, rapper Sean Combs, reportedly
couldn’t throw. Five years later, Foxx’s piano background proved crucial to his
playing the role of Ray Charles so authentically.

It’s no
wonder the star believes things happen for a reason.
“Look at
what my grandmother and grandfather did—you know, you never think about what
your parents are trying to do at the time,” Foxx says. “Those Texas values,
those values we may have thought were constrictive or hard on us, those things
sustain you. You want your kids to grow up and do whatever they want to do, but
you have to set their mind toward good development…. My grandmother was all
about discipline, but she always said ‘I want you to go get your dreams.’ ”
Foxx has
the self-discipline to continue working on his craft—he still practices the
piano for two hours many days. His personal drive has allowed him to grow and
evolve in the entertainment industry, but so has his commitment to treating
others the right way. He has graciously accepted the wisdom and direction of
those who have gone before him. “When I got to L.A., a big mentor for me was Quincy
Jones,” Foxx says of the 81-year-old musician. “He speaks so eloquently about
forging friendships with artists, and how to get the best out of this business.
It’s not just the money, but how to really make it special and pass on the
success.”
While his
own fame was skyrocketing, Foxx did what he could to nurture relationships, even with those who
couldn’t give him his next big break.
Just
after his success in Any Given Sunday
, Foxx was approached at a
nightclub by an aspiring comedian, Samantha Nagel, who cracked him up with her
Snoop Dogg impression. Foxx seemed to see something of himself in Nagel—a
petite blonde, but herself a Texan—and it was the beginning of a 15-year
professional relationship. Foxx has helped score acting roles for Nagel and promoted
her writing career. “Everything he’s done in the business, basically, he’s
tried to find a way for me to be involved,” Nagel says. “He’s unique like that;
he’s incredibly selfless when it comes to building people up. He’s just a warm
person in general, too, and I think he engenders a sense of trust in
anybody he encounters.

“One of
the first times I was ever at his house there was a guy there talking
disrespectfully, and Jamie just would not have it. He is all about being
respectful to women—he’s like, ‘Bro, you gotta get up outta my house right now!
You gotta bounce!’ That’s the Southern charm thing—Jamie just totally
embodies that.”
Charming
as he may be, Foxx says there have been times when baggage from his career has
made him less than genteel. A Method actor who insists on immersing himself in
every part, he tells me that his sister Deidra (who does his hair for all his
roles) cites past characters Jamie has played when he isn’t acting his best in
real life.
“She’ll
be like, ‘Oh, there goes Ray again,’ ” The Sheriff admits, laughing as he spies
a knowing nod from across the room.
Two roles
in particular have struck close to home. In 2009’s The Soloist
, he played Nathaniel Ayers, a
real-life musical prodigy who spiraled into homeless schizophrenia. Touching
off his longtime fear of going insane (which was exacerbated in college when he
was hospitalized after a partygoer slipped a hallucinogenic into his drink),
Foxx was driven to see a therapist by the production. He experienced paranoia
and panic attacks during and after filming the movie.

“We do
have a sanitarium in Terrell,” Foxx says, referring to the Terrell State
Hospital, which opened in 1885 as the North Texas Lunatic Asylum. “That was
always sort of the boogeyman.”
The
starring turn in Ray
wasn’t a walk in the park,
either: Through his blindness, Ray Charles became a musical icon, but he had a
dark side. His alcoholism, addiction to heroin, and shortcomings as a husband
and father were the central conflicts for Foxx to explore.

The
actor’s biological father has had scarcely anything to do with him over the
years, pushing his offspring to convert to Islam if he wanted a relationship.
His mother was around but knew there was a better place for him than her home.
Growing
up, “He got a chance to see his mother and his sisters,” Willie says. “It
wasn’t that he was being pushed to the side. She was young, and she was living
her life at that time. She just couldn’t handle the financial end of it. She
put him in a better situation with Miss Talley, who she knew would take better
care and be a better person for him.”
As a
younger man, Foxx admits, he couldn’t help but feel a void at times, which he
occasionally filled with the wrong things. When he has bottomed out mentally or
emotionally over the years, Foxx has relied on his friends and his upbringing
to put things back in perspective. He’s been clean since the 2009 scare. “I
don’t excess,” he says. “No drugs, no anything like that.”
“God was
screaming at me with a bullhorn, like ‘You think you’re the center of the
universe? Watch what’ll happen,’ ” Foxx says. “I went to some of those really
dark places. But it was always, ‘Come on, man. Come on, Terrell, Texas.’
And luckily I had great friends like Gilbert Willie to say, ‘Hey, that ain’t
what you’re about,’ and to quote the Bible and all types of things…. To be able
to have those people who knew me before [fame], it’s cliché, but it’s real—they
talk to me like, ‘Come on, man, forget all that.’ ”
For all
the dark roles he’s played, it’s almost hard to fathom that this spring’s
release of The Amazing Spider-Man 2
marks Foxx’s first spin as a
villain—his Electro character is a supervillain at that, a depressed former
electrician who obtains the power to shoot bolts of electricity at any crime
fighter who stands in his way.

“It’s a
little zany, a comedic feel,” Foxx says. “But there’s still the
caterpillar/butterfly of acting—you start out as one character and end up at
another point…. To be able to flex those acting chops in a popcorn movie, it’s
a plus.” The actor and his hairstylist sister have imagined Electro as “the
first black guy ever to have a comb-over in a movie.”
Those who
have known Foxx for years and have seen his own caterpillar/butterfly transformation—from
life of the party to homebody—say he is happier than ever now that he’s
surrounded by family. After plunking down $10 million for his country estate in
2007, Foxx began filling the 17,000-square-foot palace with the people he
wanted to be around most—people he could help. He brought in his stepfather,
George, who was coming off a 10-year prison sentence in Texas. George’s
daughters with Foxx’s birth mother, Louise, came next. Though she is 16 years
his junior, Foxx has always been tight with his younger half-sister, DeOndra,
who has Down syndrome, and he relishes the chance to help take care of her.
“I don’t
think Jamie likes to be alone,” Nagel says. “I think he’s kind of felt alone
his whole life. I think talent as enormous as he has is a tremendous burden,
and it can be isolating. Especially with fame, he’s realized that family are
the people you can trust no matter what. He’s started accruing more and more of
these close relationships in his life as he’s gotten older.”
Although
Foxx’s older daughter was raised by her mother, Dad lived nearby, and the two
have always had a good relationship. Corinne was Foxx’s date to the Oscars when
he won for Ray
in 2005. He was also nominated
for Best Supporting Actor, in Collateral
, that year. Now that he has
the chance to raise his younger girl on a daily basis, Foxx loves his role as a
father.


At the
same time, he is always looking for ways to help more kids and has opened
himself to lessons from one of his own role models, the entertainer and
activist Harry Belafonte, whom he calls his current mentor.
“I’m 46,
and I’m making money, and I’m this and I’m that,” Foxx says. “But he says to
me, ‘OK, but what are you doing? What are you giving back?’ That’s the
thing, a whole new ball game to me now. He’s been very instrumental in
explaining to me how to navigate the politics of it and how to be effective.”
Today
Foxx is a major advocate for children of broken homes—he has donated time and
money to the California Community
Foundation, Big Brothers Big Sisters and the Youth Services Network
(YSN), which comprises three small group homes in Southern
California.
Brown,
both Foxx’s friend and the Youth Development Coordinator of YSN, regularly
brings teens to Foxx’s house for mentorship. “Being that he was adopted, he
understood the work I was doing with the kids,” Brown says. “I take the kids up
to Foxx’s house and let them see that life doesn’t just stop at whatever
problem is in front of them—it gets bigger. They see the mansion, and go crazy,
and then Foxx pulls them in and says, ‘Hey, I was adopted, too. I know what you
feel like. Now, you still have your choices to make, and understand that every
choice sets a path for your life.’ And the kids listen.”
One of
Foxx’s favorite lessons to share with the teens is the power of understanding.
“I was
explaining my story to them here a little bit ago, because these kids have been
abandoned by their families,” Foxx says. “One of the kids is like, ‘I don’t
ever want to see my mom or my dad!’ I told him if you do get an opportunity to
fix it, go ahead and fix it. Just go ahead and try. A lot of times I would have
resentment toward my parents. But then I was like, maybe my parents had
their own personal things that were off.” Through forgiveness, Foxx has
been able to enjoy something as an adult that he missed out on as a boy: a real
relationship with his mom.
“I used
to send her plane tickets and ask if she wanted to come for Christmas, or
whatever, and most of the time she wouldn’t come,” Foxx says. “Finally she came
for Christmas three or four years ago, and I could just tell she didn’t want to
go back home. She was getting older. So now we’re getting a chance to bond. And
that’s what it’s about.”
As he
ages, Foxx feels a greater and greater sense of duty to take care of the people
close to him, fulfilling the Southern values that were such a big part of his
upbringing.
“Sometimes
it weighs heavy on you if you’ve got a family or people who are depending on
you,” Foxx says. “You’ve just got to stay focused. And then you’ve got people
who you lean on: I lean on my friends. I lean on my family.”
So what’s
next? Chances are Foxx will be doing more work behind the camera. Last fall he
made his film directing debut with a sci-fi romance short backed by Ron Howard.
Titled …And She Was My Eve, it starred Foxx’s
longtime friend Tyrin Turner building a Frankensteinian bride and featured
Nagel as a villainous bearded lady.
“I want
to be able to direct some of these fantastic actors and actresses who are
coming up,” Foxx says. “After a while, you know, people get tired of seeing you
in front of the camera. If you’re able to make that transition and tell stories
the way you want to tell them, it’s a plus. I write, too—I basically wrote
…And She Was My Eve.
“So I’ve
got some things coming. I’ve got some tricks up my sleeve, you know? I’m just a
young Texas boy trying to make good.”
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