Sarah Jones gets to bed late. She carries her 80-minute Off Broadway show six nights a week – everyone say a prayer for her pipes – and then needs a few hours to cool her jets. The 29-year-old was very gracious about being woken up for an early Q&A.
Ooh, sorry, you sound tired.
No, this is good. I’d forgotten what mornings feel like. You’re hearing my ”Don’t smoke, kids!” PSA voice.
What fascinates you about the immigrant experience?
To me there’s nothing as profoundly American as that story of ”I was born 6,000 miles away and this is what I went through to get here and now my kids come home singing Eminem songs.”
What’s next for you?
I want to do film – take the energy we create in the theater and magnify it to reach millions of people. I don’t want to be the only person in a movie, although that’s an idea that’s been tossed around. Crazy, huh?
So you’re off to Hollywood?
I’m not packing up just yet. But I did get my driver’s license. I suffered through driver’s ed with 16-year-olds in the backseat for something.