It's almost 5 p.m. London time, and Anya Taylor-Joy is "jet-lagged to shit." Still groggy from an accidental afternoon snooze, she apologizes for pushing our Zoom back a bit, explaining, "When I nap, it's (a) never intentional, and (b) my spirit leaves my body. I was lying there thinking, 'Anya, don't fall off the boat.' And then I was like, 'You're not on a boat.' So then I said, 'Well, don't fall out of the car.' And I'm like, 'Babe, you're not in a car. You're at home, in your bed. You're fine.'"
Considering the 25-year-old actress hasn't had a permanent residence for the past six years, "traveling not just from country to country," she says, "but from character to character, having only the plane ride to release that person and then throw myself into the next thing," such disorientation seems natural. Take the last couple of weeks. Fourteen days ago, images of her on the Hollywood set of David O. Russell's latest top-secret, star-studded project began popping up on celebrity news sites. She laughs while reminiscing about a visit to the makeup trailer with costar Margot Robbie. "I said, 'Why does it feel like climbing Everest to get into this truck?' and she was like, 'Oh honey, you're not in Kansas anymore.'"
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