White Noise

This dippy paranormal thriller concerns itself with the hokum of "electronic voice phenomenon" or, in movie terms, the "I hear dead people" syndrome. To wit, the deceased are speaking through our radio static and apparently don't like deejaying anymore. It's the kind of premise that schlockmeister William Castle would have killed for in the '60s, perhaps wiring your theater's rest rooms for sound. But White Noise has little in store other than annoyingly harsh digital shrieks and the lackadaisical wanderings of Michael Keaton, fighting off that self-amused smirk as a mystified Bay Area widower.