Every time a movie or DVD promotes itself as “from the produces of The Sixth Sense” these words flash into my head: “I see rip-off”.

Actually, I think to myself “I see a movie that’s going to take some netherworld kindergarten idea and twist it until every last drop of creativity has been wrung out of it.” "I see rip-off" is just the cute tagline I come up with to condense the former into an easily understandable bit of pop culture pap. And, a rip-off it is.

Basically, Nick Powell (Justin Chatwin) is bludgeoned and dumped in a sewer in the middle of a forest by Annie Newton (Margarita Levieva) and her gang. Nick then finds himself walking the earth as a ghost, only to discover that his existence is actually where people who are not quite dead go. So, he’s alive, and gets to follow around those people who could lead somebody, somewhere, to his body.

I don’t think it will come as any surprise to learn that Nick figures out that there’s one person who can hear him and respond to his requests. This is practically a necessity in this type of movie otherwise you have a protagonist who is nothing more than an observer in his own story. Still, this is a hold-over from films like “Ghost” (and others going much further back) that serve up that kind of sappy shit that every dumbass John Edward fan in the world wants to believe which is that the dead or near-dead can communicate with the living. Just in case this hasn’t been properly communicated to those of you who might succumb to this sort of stupidity: John Edward is a fraud. This idea is a fraud. Get over it.

It’s also incredibly amusing that Annie is kind of the ring-leader of this gang and she’s tough-as-nails because she’s had a difficult life. How many 4’10” anorexic female teenagers do you know who lead gangs and walk around like James Cagney in “White Heat”? This, apparently, is her therapy. Why can’t she just run to the bathroom and shove her finger down her throat for her psychological torture like the rest of her ilk? Gang leader? C’mon.

“The Invisible” is only semi-stupid through it’s first two acts and then goes full-blown stupid in the last act, which piles on one bit of hokum after another. Had the film not ended sooner, I might have made my way into the afterlife hell-bent on kicking some ghost ass for putting me through this crap. If only.