Becoming Hank: How Tom Hiddleston Transformed Into a Country Music Icon
The light before a good sunset in Tennessee changes from fiery pink to a flood of gold until the sky eventually turns a dark enough purple to be lit by a falling star — just as Hank Williams wrote it. In September of 2014, the summer heat had eased up enough to enjoy the outdoors at dusk and those same colors began to fill the sky as Tom Hiddleston was finishing a run along the hillsides south of Nashville. In under 40 days, filming for the Hank Williams biopic I Saw the Light would begin in Shreveport, Louisiana, and the British-born actor had just arrived in Nashville to start the process of learning to sing, talk and look like the country music legend.
Becoming Hank Williams seems like a dubious fantasy as the tall, athletic Hiddleston sits down to talk after a run. His life is a far cry from Williams, who was plagued by poor health. Also, at 33, he’s already four years older than the singer was at the time of his death. Still, he looks the perfect movie star age. . . which, of course, is no age at all.
Hiddleston, who won the Laurence Oliver Award for his mastery of Shakespeare, has been criticized for taking on the role of the Hillbilly Shakespeare — a moniker given to Williams in praise of his lyricism. A peer of Williams once described the singer’s tendency for self-sabotage as him being unable to take one step forward without shooting himself in the foot, and as I find myself blankly staring at Hiddleston’s running shoes, I conclude that he has a lot of work to do to become a mess.
“Sorry, I’ve just run ten miles,” the actor says methodically. It’s daily chorus as he preps for the role, which required a significant weight loss to mirror Williams’ rail-thin frame. We sit in the recording studio as he divides his time between my questions and his sweet potatoes, using a folding chair as a makeshift dinner table. “It’s a regimen. To wake up in the morning and do six hours of singing and then run ten miles,” he says, but not complaining. Rather, he’s almost cheery while listing off his schedule. But no sooner than he could finish that list, the door swings open.
“I need ‘Sir Lonesome a Lot’ in about ten minutes,” says my father, Rodney Crowell, the music producer for I Saw the Light. Appointed anonyms are life-long and come as a lyrical lightning-bolts to my father, and though it was easy to see why the movie’s lead actor had won the affection that begets a nickname, I struggled to understand why he had earned that particular one. I had been a wallflower for weeks, watching the men around me work on all things Hank, and observing Hiddleston was akin to crouching in the tundra, binocular-eyed, trying to study a creature who seemed to have no sense of the impossible.
My father baptized me in the sonic waters of Hank Williams, just as his father had done for him. I knew two things about the late icon as a child: the lonesome drawl in Williams’ voice and my father’s reverence for the man. The gaps of Williams’ character were filled in by my childlike imagination and without knowing, that dark and ethereal honky-tonker had time-traveled with me into adulthood. I was a little embarrassed to find that my maturation could neither dissuade nor quell my desire for Williams to jump out of Hiddleston’s body like a ghost I had been waiting my whole life to meet.
Hiddleston opted to live in my father’s guest room instead of the apartment in downtown Nashville offered to him by the movie studio. And as a paternal story within a story, my father had been cast to play Hank’s father, Lon, in the film. On the surface it seemed charming, but in reality this was their work and Hiddleston’s need for a coach was pivotal.
“I had listened to ‘Love Sick Blues’ and to ‘Long Gone Lonesome Blues,’ and I didn’t know how to make my vocal cords vibrate to make that specific sound,” he admits. “I thought it was an accident of genetics.”