Being a movie steeped in political content with timing to boot, you might think that “First Daughter” would try to be a partisan parable of sorts. But if you want to look for some underlying meaning in this movie, don’t waste your time.

Full of by-the-numbers plot points and generic dialogue, “First Daughter” tries hard not to offend anyone while insulting everyone who came in expecting a decent movie.

The film’s simple premise goes like this: Samantha, your average teenage girl, has lived her entire life helping her father in his political aspirations, which have led him to the White House.

Now, as she is gearing up for college, 3,000 miles away, she is looking forward to a life she thinks will be outside of her father’s media shadow and, above all, normal.

Of course, being the president’s daughter, it is never that easy. PG-rated hijinks ensue as Samantha takes on the rigorous challenges of college life like frat parties and water slides while trying to fit in with “normal” kids.

In the real world, we’ve seen the president pass from the pages of The New York Times to the tabloid magazines during the Clinton era. Now, the daughters of President Bush have faced the same scrutiny with the underage drinking scandal.

Not surprisingly, this media pressure is blown way out of proportion in “First Daughter.” It is considered a national scandal when a photo taken shows Samantha running down a water slide at a freshman rally. Somehow, that photo made the cover of the New York Post. What is the captivating story behind that?

Like so many other films dealing with the private lives of famous people, the main character’s desire is to escape into normalcy.

The filmmakers want the audience to know that, although Samantha is constantly discussed on numerous talk shows and debates, she wants what any normal college girl wants, which is apparently booze, cute guys and no classwork.

Readers of this publication might make a case against “First Daughter” in its portrayal of college life. Samantha’s rigorous schedule includes long talks with her roommate and going to parties, nightclubs and, when she has time, her one class.

When we graduate, we can look back and remember only the good times. But when we’re in college, a good chunk of every student’s time is spent either studying or being in class. In “First Daughter,” it’s proportional to two minutes of a 100-plus minute movie.

Forest Whitaker, the very talented actor but annoying director who brought us this film, along with the excruciating 1998 film “Hope Floats,” had good intentions with “First Daughter.” Of course, that means little since the road to hell is paved with good intentions.

He wanted to make a cheerful little film about an ordinary girl growing up in an extraordinary world, and the fairy tale narration is a nice touch. At the same time, it is difficult for an audience to enjoy a film that seems full of clich‚s and unsurprising plot twists we’ve already seen earlier this year, in the similarly themed Mandy Moore flick, “Chasing Liberty.”

Don’t waste your time or money on this film, unless you enjoy paying $6 to see Katie Holmes in a bikini. Aside from the small crowd of drooling young men who are not embarrassed to pay for that reason, there is little for anyone else to bother with in “First Daughter.”