Over an English breakfast tea – and midway through a cigarette – at a West Village cafe, Walton Goggins is enjoying a rare break after a 16-month period of non-stop work and intense travel. Thailand for The White Lotus, Utah for Fallout and, occasionally, his home – 125 acres in upstate New York, which he calls “God’s living room”. While we are undeniably in the era of Goggins, the actor speaks with the humility of a veteran performer who believes this could all slip away at any moment.
“I think I’m a pretty accessible person,” he says. “My position in the world is, ‘I wanna drink with that guy.’” (True to his word, our interview is interrupted by a quartet of tourists from Atlanta who are huge fans. He receives them with genteel grace.)