The conceit of Sarah Jones's latest one-woman show is simple: A collection of immigrants assembles in a shoddy Queens café to share poetry, memories, ruminations, and complaints. It's a genre pioneered by artists like Anna Deveare Smith, who seems to be Ms. Jones's most immediate forebear. Across the bridges and tunnels of the tri-state area, Jones finds enough foreign nationals to fill a session at the U.N. But where others might see only difference, she uncovers commonalities. From the Chinese woman who must come to terms with her daughter's sexuality to a forlorn Mexican construction worker pining for his lover who couldn't cross the border, the monologues weave a web of shared suffering,... More >>>