McKendry beforehand labored with tight areas with final 12 months’s “Superb,” which had Ryan Kwanten in a toilet subsequent to an inter-dimensional gloryhole being voiced by J.Okay. Simmons. “Elevator Sport” reveals extra stable and dependable craftsmanship from McKendry, who provides the predictable occasions a stable tempo. But it surely’s not sufficient to make up for one more screenplay that struggles to develop its already weak premise to feature-length.
The void in “Elevator Sport” is, sadly proper there within the title. It’s an enormous downside when the principle spectacle, its sport, is a clunky course of occasions—even the characters touch upon how going from one flooring, then as much as one other, then down, after which as much as one other, and so forth., is sort of a joke. Its opening sequence suffers from this defining inertness for six minutes as we watch one self-documenting character go from one flooring to the subsequent, with little stress arising earlier than a weak peekaboo.
We then meet the younger ingenues behind a channel known as “Nightmare on Dare Road,” which has a hyper host (Alec Carlos) and co-host (Verity Marks), a cinematographer, a director, and extra. And like many of those enterprises, they’ve sponsors and the cash individuals need the younger filmmakers to supply one other video with higher placement, quick. A brand new man to the group, Ryan (Gino Anania), suggests they tackle the web phenomenon of the “elevator sport,” which is claimed to be behind a lady’s latest disappearance (we met her within the opening). And shortly sufficient, the group is filming inside the identical elevator she disappeared in. Like with “Discuss with Me,” these teenagers certainly unleash a supernatural power, however “Elevator Sport” performs it straight and flat, and offers with the ho-hum penalties of unleashing this monster.
“Elevator Sport” presents this primary act with a whole lot of high-key lighting to match its rapid-fire, Disney Channel-like repartee, affirming it as a horror-comedy with a extra teenage spirit. However that softness, sadly, lingers when the film grows to menacing horror, wherein the scares are as restricted because the filmmaking tips. McKendry and her group wrestle to create sturdy menace out of the sport’s repetitive button-pushing, even after they use trendy streaks of overt pink and magenta (recalling “Superb”) and gradual digicam tilts to insinuate the lurking POV of the monstrous Fifth-Flooring Lady. However their greatest visible flourish is an ominous and mighty pink X that rips via the sky, seen when one of many teenagers completes all of the steps and results in a distinct form of hell. Like “Superb,” all of it suggests a much more sinister and compelling world than what we’re confined to right here.