Take My Nose . . . Please! follows two comedians as they deliberate about making changes in their appearance: Emily Askin, an up-and-coming improv performer in Pittsburgh, has always wanted a nose job. Jackie Hoffman, a seasoned headliner in New York City, regrets not having the nose bobbing her mother offered when she was 16. And while she’s at it, Hoffman wonders what a facelift could do. “Will you hire me now, will you hire me now?” she declaims, feigning a lift by pulling up her cheeks.

As we follow their stories, we meet others in the world of comedy who have already taken the leap. We sit ringside at Birdland for Julie Halston’s Classical Julie, a comedy tour of her life and her “lift.” Lisa Lampanelli, the insult comic, invites us to talk about her life-changing bariatric surgery, the subject of a one-woman show she’s developing. We discover what operations Lampanelli and Askin have in common – they’re both hundred-pound losers.

But don’t call this the New Honesty. Comedians who tell the truth about their insecurities, and steps to overcome them, are part of a long line of comedic truth tellers. In the next few pages, we introduce pioneers who went public with their “work.” In the film, we’ll take side trips to tell their stories.

Many feel changing one’s face is morally wrong (we hope there won’t be hecklers), and we are not shying away from dissension. We’ve already passed the mike to Giulia Rozzi, a comedy club favorite. After a Hollywood acting coach told her that her nose, mouth, and chin needed an overhaul, she went on stage and made a fresh – in every sense of the word – monologue out of that slap in her face. Rozzi’s keeping the family nose, and she won’t be the only holdout.

For comic relief – and profundity only comedians can supply – we have a high-profile group of kibitzers in cameos. Mix them together with our headliners and POV from cultural critics – and that’s Take My Nose . . . Please!

Will it hurt? Only when you laugh.