The series is about a group of kids all over Washington DC trying to talk to the same fictional friend named Drill. It seems that this friend persuades them to play dangerous games, while a superpower begins to chase a mysterious and calm earth through the use of some residents.
It may feel scraped together from a post-Lost template, but The Whispers shoots to the forefront of the summer's must-watch list with a strong, interconnected plot and one head-scratcher of a mystery.
This is one of those odd projects in which actors and actresses who have been great before come off horrendously due to a script that does them no favors and filmmaking that is so dull that we have nothing more to focus on than the bad acting.
One revamped pilot and a couple of more episodes in, and I know even less about what's going on, and nothing I can actually tell you - even in a whisper - about this Steven Spielberg production, created by Soo Hugh.
"The Whispers" is a frustratingly hollow experience, an assortment of familiar genre cliches and a stubborn insistence that its primary mystery will remain enticing for us even without hints or the gratification of answers that would elevate the stakes.
