BEASTLY (12A, 86 mins) ** Starring Alex Pettyfer, Vanessa Hudgens, Neil Patrick Harris, Lisa Gay Hamilton, Peter Krause, Mary-Kate Olsen. Director: Daniel Barnz

Although it doesn’t live down to the lowly promise of its title, this modern-day reworking of Beauty And The Beast undermines its central message about substance over style by sacrificing characterisation for glossy visuals.

Beastly tries to convince its target teen audience that looks may seem important when it comes to fitting in at school, but the true value of a person is tenderness, intelligence and sensitivity.

The film imparts this knowledge with a script lacking any of those noble qualities, delivered by a good-looking, perfectly-groomed cast.

Seventeen-year-old Kyle Kingsbury (Pettyfer) is the golden boy of high school. Handsome and athletic, he exploits his looks to get what and who he wants, regardless of the devastation he leaves in his wake.

He follows the lead of his father Rob (Krause), a TV news anchorman, who professes, “People like people who look good – anyone who says otherwise is either dumb or ugly.”

Kyle foolishly ignores whispers about classmate Kendra (Olsen) being a witch and humiliates her in public.

She retaliates by robbing Kyle of his chiselled cheekbones, cursing him to look “as aggressively unattractive outside as you are inside” unless he can find true love in the next 12 months.

Consigned to an apartment with blind tutor Will (Harris) and Jamaican housemaid Zola (Hamilton), who is separated from her children by the red tape of the US immigration system, Kyle gives up on life.

Then fate throws pretty classmate Lindy (Hudgens) into his path, and her innocence and sweetness opens Kyle’s eyes to the mistakes of the past.

Pettyfer is bland while Hudgens fails to convince us that her impossibly caring heroine would genuinely gush, “What happened to romance: sappy, soppy longhand love letters?”

At least Harris has fun with his sardonic tutor, who confides, “At 15, my friends lost their virginity. I lost my sight.”

Dialogue is peppered with supposedly hip teen speak – “Self-mutilated tattered Frankenskank”, “Embrace the suck!” – that will be complete gibberish to anyone who recalls the 1987 TV series Beauty And The Beast starring Ron Perlman and Linda Hamilton.

Key sequences between the would-be lovers unfold to a soundtrack of Lady Gaga, Pixie Lott and Death Cab For Cutie, reducing each potentially-touching exchange to a pop video.

And when the young dreamers express themselves through poetry, they denounce Shakespeare’s sonnets and E E Cummings as cliched and prefer to recite Frank O’Hara’s “Having A Coke With You”.

Twenty-first century love isn’t immune to shameless product placement.