“Off the Record” is a drab little “cautionary tale” of the music business about how a whirlwind courtship could cost you your publishing rights.

The low-stakes, with mostly forgettable tunes and a meandering narrative make it a film that doesn’t need showy, “Isn’t that Billy Gibbons/Peyton Manning?” cameos to feel half-assed.

Throw in a nepo baby star of the “Too pretty to bother with acting lessons” school and you’ve just wasted 95 minutes of your life on a “Star is Born” where nobody drinks himself to death. Dammit.

Rainey Qualley, Margaret’s older sister and Andie MacDowell’s other daughter, is Astor Grey, a Los Angelina with dreams of pop stardom. She’s 25 (Qualley was born in 1990) and living on a boat, making ends meet with gigs at the Silverlake Lounge and the odd bit of acting in TV commercials.

And then this big but never quite “huge” big-timer Brandon Verge (LOL), played by Ryan Hansen of the rebooted “Night Court,” takes notice of her and gives her a little social media boost.

He shows up in his Porsche to sweep her off her feet, take her to “the weirdest place on Earth” (the Salton Sea), boost her ego, sex up her love life (kinda icky) and open doors for her.

Red flags? He drinks. A lot. He’s clingy. He’s older and bossy and plays the “I kinda need to know if you don’t wanna have an adult relationship” card awfully quikcly.

He has a reputation, an ex to point out how toxic he is and fans that Astor might not want to cross.

The needy drunk dialing begging for her rescue, the flashes of temper, the record deal he bum rushes her into all scream “Run girl RUN.”

But la di dah, Astor’s not hearing it. Until she can’t NOT hear it.

Stuntwoman turned writer-director Kirsten Foe’s narrative doesn’t so much pass by as stagger, with the cliched plot points joined by random ones.

Let’s have the rock star with the top end Porsche “run out of gas,” only to be picked up by a local Salton Sea beardo (Gibbons, of ZZ Top). In case there’s any doubt who that sage of the Salton Sea, let’s needle-drop “La Grange” in there.

Rebecca DeMornay’s the older agent who tries to bring Astor to her senses. Olivia Sui is her gay Asian BFF. Montanna Gillis is the vamping pop starlet Mr. Verge would like to give Astor’s songs to. And Julia Campbell is Astor’s mom, who figures everything that ails her can be fixed with the right dose of lavender.

It’s inane, innocuous and random enough to feel as if it was scripted on the fly. And while it’s almost never the star’s fault when a picture stiffs like this one, one has to think back to all the not-wholly-justified abuse Qualley’s mom went through during her peak years to find a comparable leading lady turn as flat and free from sparks.

The message, about the predatory nature of the music business — stars-preying on wannabes — has been sent via letter, telegraph, film, TV and a few songs over the decades, a couple by Loudon Wainright III (“Ingenue” and “Aphrodisiac”) come to mind.

It’s as valid as a critique of creepy/clingy older men as it ever was. But you need a film less half-assed than “Off the Record” if you want to bring new insights to singing Svengalis in the cinema.

Rating: R, sex, substance abuse, profanity

Cast: Rainey Qualley, Ryan Hansen, Olivia Sui, Rebecca DeMornay, Montanna Gillis, Billy Gibbons and Peyton Manning.

Credits: Scripted and directed by Kirsten Foe. A Quiver release on Amazon Prime.

Running time: 1:35