Excellent Movie, great cinematography, lighting, scenes, editing, acting, music. The story needed more work.I am no expert in giallo, but this was different that others I've seen. The movie was professionally done, great camera angles. The lighting was great, some bring colors here and there, nothing overbearing. The acting was great. The version I saw had English subtitles, so heard the tone of the actors, but may have missed some facial expressions while reading the subtitles. The main actress was great, very beautiful and expressed fear very well. The editing was professional. No extra scenes thrown in to extend playing time. Music was great too. The story definitely needed more work. I didn't care for the cult scenes. They were done well, but it didn't work for me.A professional production. Rating is a B, for a B movie, 8 stars.

"The Strange Vice of Mrs. Wardh" (1971) was the film that first turned me on to giallo director Sergio Martino, as well as the charms of cult actress Edwige Fenech. I just had to have more, and so checked out "All the Colors of the Dark" (1972) just as quickly as I could. This film reunites not only the director and star of "Mrs. Wardh," but also costars George Hilton and Ivan Rassimov from that previous film, as well, and although "Dark" is not the 10-star masterpiece that "Mrs. Wardh" is, it still has much to offer, even to the casual viewer. In this one, Edwige plays a woman named Jane who, when we first meet her, is something of an emotional mess. She had recently suffered a miscarriage following a car accident, and is now having persistent nightmares about the blue-eyed, knife-wielding whacko who killed her mother many years before. And soon, Jane meets the man of her dreams, as Ol' Blue Eyes (and I don't mean Frank Sinatra!) starts stalking her through the streets of London. After psychiatry fails to calm her, she takes a friend's advice and attends a local Black Mass (!), but, not too surprisingly, her new devil-worshipping acquaintances only add to poor Jane's problems.... Anyway, Martino again directs his picture with abundant style to spare, and Fenech is astonishingly beautiful throughout. Twenty-three in this film, she looks a bit like Carolyn Jones' better-looking sister, or a brunette Karin Dor, but in truth is far, far prettier than either of those lovelies. When she's on screen (which, happily here, is most of the time), you just can't take your eyes off her. Thus, we have a slightly overly plotted giallo that combines a stalker, devil worshippers, a psychedelic Black Mass, nightmare sequences AND beautiful Edwige in the buff. Can't be all bad, right?

Unrelenting suspensor about a woman so tormented by her nightmares(after losing a child stillborn when her boyfriend Richard hit a tree), she's willing to try anything including black mass ritual performed by a Satanic cult introduced to her by a neighbor, Mary. Her sister, Barbara has tried to get her psychiatric help from Dr. Gordon, but Richard sees this as a silly waste of time. Jane's trauma is so disorienting, she believes a psychopath has emerged from her nightmares and manifested himself into reality. Shades of "Rosemary's Baby" is obviously present throughout the film particularly the photography of the black mass rituals, but they are none the less chilling to watch. I think what worked so well for me was the idea of this poor, frightened woman not be able to separate herself from this demented stalker with blue, piercing eyes. The film's location plays greatly into the style of the piece, but Martino's surreal lens really creates this foreboding that gets under the skin as characters{the Satanic High Priest, especially}literally grab toward the viewer. The camera loves to slide up and down Fenech's wonderfully silky body{one of the best scenes in the film is a steamy shower shot up her body as she wets herself with only a shirt on}, but it's her performance as the paranoid, nearly crazed Jane that really sells this film. Hilton is good enough given very limited screen time.

There's isn't any black-gloved killer butchering one fashion model after the other with an exceptional weapon here, yet that certainly doesn't make "All the Colors of the Dark" any less of a genuine Italian giallo! This solid thriller, directed by the almighty Sergio Martino ("Torso", "Blade of the Ripper") , benefits most from its extremely stylish cinematography and, of course, the mesmerizing looks of lead actress and reigning giallo-queen Edwige Fenech. With this natural beauty running around hysterically all the time – often scarcely dressed – you almost feel forced to forgive the story for being overly confusing and the violence for being too tame. Jane is a young woman, still recovering from a traumatizing accident in which she lost her unborn child, and suffers from re-occurring nightmares as well as hallucinations of being stalked by a blue-eyed creep. With her lover Richard out of town a lot, others try to help Jane with her mental problems. Her sister recommends seeing a psychiatrist and a befriended girl in the apartment even advises her to join a satanic cult. This last initiative obviously isn't a very good idea, as lovely Jane becomes involved in an occult mess of rape & murder, starring all the people of her unexplained hallucinations. Sergio Martino creates and sustains a powerful atmosphere of paranoia and morbidity, yet it's truly regretful that there isn't any more gore on display. Jane's nightmares are remotely bloody, but true fans of Italian horror cinema require a bit more sadism. There are several suspenseful scenes to make up for this, notably the one where Fenech awakes in a countryside cottage and painfully realizes she STILL isn't safe. The screenplay makes several intriguing twists & turns near the end, just in time to make it a great giallo after all. I have to admit that the first hour of "All the Colors of the Dark" nearly wasn't as compelling and involving as other contemporary gialli. The music is great as usual and, apart from Edwige, this movie also contains great performances by George Hilton, Ivan Rassimov and Nieves Navarro.