A poor, slow thriller, its impoverished plot overwhelmed by its erotic content. Sharon Stone is the new tenant in a high-rise block whose denizens have a habit of falling to their deaths from a great height. Very soon she's involved with William Baldwin, the young owner of the building, whose control-room houses myriad screens that enable him to spy on all the occupants. Also in the frame for Sharon's affections as well as a murder rap is poor Tom Berenger (what a comedown) as a dried-up author. There's about 30 minutes of plot here, but time enough to completely waste Martin Landau, Nina Foch, Colleen Camp and other talented players in peripheral roles. Don't hang around for the 'climax': it isn't worth it. The usually reliable Phillip Noyce, who made Dead Calm, must take the blame for some of this soporific claptrap masquerading as a stylish chiller. Stone is dull: whatever happened to the feisty actress from Basic Instinct?


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