“Pocket Dial Murder” (** out of four) was a blandly synthetic melodrama thriller about an unsuspecting wife (Kirsten Comerford) who receives a pocket dial from her husband (Steve Byers) and hears the death of a woman on the other line; when her husband comes home, he says he lost his phone. Is he telling the truth or is he a duplicitous murderer? Slickly made and filmed but obvious at every turn and thus carries no voltage of shocks or surprises. Film has inherent echoes of Hitchcock’s “Dial M For Murder” (right down to its title) but this is pretty much a wrong number all around.

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