The Duff sisters (Hilary & Haylie) are living in a material world. Heiresses to the cosmetics company built by their late father, the two H's have a totally pampered party life. (Well, as party as they can be in a tween-targeted flick.) When a scandal threatens their empire, and they stupidly burn down their mansion, the girls are left penniless and have to--OMG, ew!--take public transportation, get jobs and move in with their former maid.
Rival Anjelica Huston (what's she doing in this?) offers a company buyout, but the sassy sisters think something foul is afoot and engage in a little private investigation. Duff & Duffer prance, pout, text-message, mix 'n' match fashions, get spa treatments and score new crushes. The one thing they can't seem to do is generate any laughter. The sluggish direction by Martha Coolidge doesn't help--nor does the scatterbrained, stereotype-laden script--which, like, sooo needed a major makeover. Save your allowance, kids--a mall trip would be way more fun than this ditzy Duff fluff.