There’s nothing addictive about this “Shopaholic.”

The movie adaptation of contemporary Brit chick lit author Sophie Kinsella’s popular novel series should be marked down for its insanely contrived plotting, mediocre lead actors, lowbrow comedic pandering and general vapidity. One thing nearly salvages this inappropriately timed tribute to uncontrolled credit card consumerism: the amusingly over-the-top costumes.