All the Colors of the Dark has pretty much everything you'd expect from a giallo: Mystery, 70's fashion, Edwige Fenech, Nieves Navarro, George Hilton, Sergio Martino directing, Bruno Nicolai scoring...I could go on, but I won't.
After the tranquil opening credits, we are thrust headfirst into a nightmare involving a pregnant woman, stabbing, some woman who looks like Bette Davis in Whatever Happened to Baby Jane, and some creepy dude with unnaturally blue eyes.
We then see who's having this nightmare: Jane, played by the impossibly gorgeous Edwige Fenech. Seriously, I have a major crush on this woman. Cartoon heart bubbles.
Jane wakes up from her nightmare and proceeds directly to the shower, dazed, and turns the water on even though she still has her nightshirt on.
Jane's been having these nightmares since a car accident where she suffered a miscarriage. But soon the creepy dude from the dreams starts showing up while she's awake.
She then meets Mary, her new neighbor, who says she belongs to a group that could cure her of her mental illness. Turns out it's a Satanic cult. Well, it worked for my old boss.
This is one of those movies where all of the ingredients are there, but something falls somewhat short. The main problem lies within the plot. It's engaging, but with everyone involved, you expect a bit more.
That said, everyone is in fine form, especially Edwige. Granted she isn't given much except to run around looking scared, but she can do that like nobody's business. The camera loves her, too. She's always beautiful in the picture. Probably because her lover at the time, Luciano Martino, was producer. Anyhow, if you knock it, you must be gay.
Nice to come back to a real giallo.