‘The DUFF’ meets expectations as another pass at crude high school humor

I am very angry at myself for spending $10.69 on such a pile of garbage. I should have known what I was getting myself into after seeing the numerous cringe-worthy trailers – a terrible scenario of high school pressure played out by 20-year-olds.

“The Duff” is set in a suburban high school, with some flipping to the houses of main characters, and without much transition. As for the film itself, it also had little variation from other high school dramas.

The predictability of this movie was so apparent that it was painful. As soon as the lights dimmed and I heard the infamous All-American Rejects-style intro music, I knew exactly what I was in for. The main character delivers her cheeky, overused introduction on her best friends, the hot guy and herself, accompanied by a series of slides with pictures and those awful notebook paper doodles. It was set up for failure.

The main character, Bianca, with her conventionally attractive face, average body type and pristine eyebrows is immediately identified as the immensely less attractive element of her triad of friends. One of them a typical white girl yogi and the other a Latina tough girl, whom is subject to many racist jokes.The humor is crude and juvenile, using offensive puns to evoke a few laughs from people with no taste.

Bianca is indicated as a “D.U.F.F.” or “Designated Ugly Fat Friend.” I cannot stress how much this actress was neither fat nor ugly. She wears flannels, loves zombie movies and excels in class, which, according to the director, makes her unattractive. This portrayal of a boyish, intellectual, slightly curvy woman as a lesser being really highlights the film as a sexist, body-shaming piece of trash.

In addition to the horrid body shaming, the acting skills in this movie are intensely lacking. The laughter is fake, the expression is robotic, and nobody in real life says text acronyms out loud. The only person with a little bit of acting prowess was the main character, actress Mae Whitman.

Overall, this is possibly one of the most girl-negative films I have seen in a while. When you tell girls that they’re lesser because they like masculine things, you shame them into denying who they are, tearing down their self esteem. On top of the negativity, the acting was terrible, the plotline was extremely predictable, and the entire film was just a regurgitated version of every other teenage drama from the 90’s. I’d rather had stayed home and watched “Mean Girls 2.”