Time Out saysThis confirms all the creeping fears of those of us who stare glassily at the ceilings of lifts. In a Dutch high-rise building, one of the elevators suddenly gets a mind of its own, and since it is not one of those nice, charitably disposed Otis jobs with open grille-work, it decides to take revenge on all the sweaty claustrophobes who have been making its life such an up-and-down misery. The body count is low to middling for this kind of thing, although the methods of disposal are ingenious enough to compensate. Unfortunately, the movie is shafted by confusions of script and execution, neither of which match up to the original good idea. The Shining still holds the field among the all-too-rare horror films which explore the notion of an inanimate world exerting its revenge. CPea.