It’s awfully whiny for comedy.

Morgan Brayton’s Give It Up works best when she’s having fun with the absurdity of trying to make it as an actor in film and TV. Twenty-seven years after she started to audition at 18, she’s still trying out for one-line parts. She points out that a would-be plumber would not tolerate that level of success. And she parodies her ambition: as a kid, she imagined herself on the cover of Tiger Beat as Scott Baio’s love interest.

Throughout, Brayton introduces a series of wacky characters who speak to her theme. The best is a would-be model who keeps pumping the glamour in her mundane job.

But the self-deprecation descends into an extended complaint. And the wacky characters, especially a competition-level egg catcher, yield diminishing returns.