Charlie St. Cloud (2010)

Zac Efron sees dead people in “Charlie St. Cloud.” I sat through this romantic drama thinking Haley Joel Osment could kick this brat all the way back to “High School Musical 4: The College Years.” But that’s me, day-dreaming. Efron is Charlie, a sailing champ on his way to Stanford when his brother Sam (Charlie Tahan) is killed in a car accident. Five years later, Charlie works at the cemetery that holds his brother and plays baseball everyday with Sam’s ghost in the woods. The filmmakers think this is sweet. I thought maybe dude should be locked in a mental ward. This being a story of redemption, Charlie soon plays hero to his new sailor girlfriend (Amanda Crew) who’s so unusual. By that, I mean she sleeps in the cemetery and often bleeds from the head. The flick resembles a Nicholas Sparks novel as painted by Thomas Kincaid at his most light-infused God is watching high, with Efron pouring on the cry-me-a-river pain. The “Sixth Sense” kid never had it this bad. C-