Margaret Cho's comedy -- self-obsessed mockery about being Korean, being a "fag hag," her failed sitcom, her weight, and her mother -- has never been short on raunch and giggles. But her lengthy one-woman show, taped at the Warfield in San Francisco, is awfully repetitious, including a six-or-seven-minute bit about a frightening woman who arrives to "wash her vagina." If you're in love with Cho (as she is with herself), you'll eat her feature film up. If you're just a fan of comedy, you'll find her jokes sometimes funny... but often flatter than Friday night family sitcoms (and her self-pitying/depressive/"I'm a failure" moments are just awful).