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If you can slog through the first half hour of this original FX movie, as a bunch of talking heads set up the characters and plot premises, The Sight becomes a well-done Sixth Sense derivation.
Andrew McCarthy sees dead people. This is a helpful skill to have, as London shudders under the grim watch of a serial killer. McCarthy has been called to London ostensibly to renovate an historic hotel. In reality, the hotel's septuagenarian owner knew of McCarthy's gift and specifically contracted with his architectural firm in order to bring this gifted young man to assist the local police in their investigation.
The dead people don't really offer much in the way of direct help, but an occasional remark may lead to a clue, which leads to an inference, and so on. Along the way McCarthy is arrested for the murders, a couple of red herrings misdirect us regarding the killer's true identity, and lots of combat, mayhem & murder take place in the sewers of London.
It doesn't possess the chilling depth nor macabre visuals of Sixth Sense, but in its stead The Sight offers more good humor and casual familiarity (an attractive female spirit teasingly asks McCarthy if he was peeking up her dress; a hospital patient complains of spending eternity "with her ass hanging out," in the same hospital gown in which she died).
Pacing and performances are good; a little judicious plot editing in the first half-hour, and this made-for-cable movie could easily compete on the big screen.