Michael Keaton is hearing voices from beyond the grave in this feature debut from the director of BBC period drama Tipping the Velvet. This slow-moving supernatural thriller sees Keaton obsessively communicating with his deceased wife via paranormal messages. Captured as "white noise" on his TV and other electronic devices, the eerie snippets appear to be guiding him to save others from death. What unfolds is a dangerous race against time that is meant to be twisting and dramatic but is actually rather dull. Unfortunately, director Geoffrey Sax doesn't know how to build up tension, annoyingly telegraphing the film's intentions in every frame. It's an example of the lazy school of chills, where loud bangs and sudden surges of music replace genuine jolts - although with the incessant signposting of the plot, even that cheap trick fails. Ultimately, taped static and disembodied whispers simply aren't scary, particularly when they're topped off by such a ridiculous finale.