I feel ridiculous saying this now, but I was actually reluctant to see this movie. The trailer scared the crap out of me. I figured if the trailer alone could be that terrifying (and it always played just as I was going to sleep), then an entire movie with that kind of intensity would be completely unnerving. Boy, was I wrong. so wrong. I've gotten bigger chills watching old Scooby-Doo episodes.

Michael Keaton (the only decent thing about White Noise) plays Jonathan Rivers who's recently lost his wife Anna (Chandra West). Amidst his grief, he's approached by a man (Ian MacNiece) who claims Anna has been trying to communicate with him through the miracle of EVP (Electronic Voice Phenomenon). EVP states that spirits can reach out though the white noise or static of common electronic devices like televisions and radios. Jonathan becomes immediately obsessed with reaching his wife. Problems arisw when he encounters a few evil spirits along the way.

Basically, we - the audience - spend a lot of time watching Jonathan watching white noise on the television. If that doesn't sound interesting, you're right. It's about as fun as watching water drip, paint dry or snow melt. The only thing more frustrating than watching him watch the screens is trying to figure out what in the hell he's looking at when he finally sees something. The images are so snowy and the sound so distorted that you have no idea what is going on.

White Noise leaves you asking more questions than it answers. Questions can be a good thing if the questions you ask are the thought-provoking type. It's not a good thing when the basic questions are things like: "What the hell happened?" "What was that about?"