This is just how I like my French noir: stylish, suspenseful, and with a Miles Davis soundtrack. Lovers Julien and Florence are prepared to carry out the perfect murder and run off together — that is, until Julien is trapped in an elevator, and everything goes south. The plot is tightly wound, and events remain a surprise until the very end. Mixed into the plot are melancholy walks through the Parisian rain, brushes with death, and ruminations on love. I especially enjoyed the counterpoint between the suave protagonists and a young, reckless couple who mistake themselves for the heroes of the film. Throw in a captivating performance from Jeanne Moreau, and ELEVATOR TO THE GALLOWS has all the elements of an unforgettable film.