All The Colors of the Dark (1972)

Dir: Sergio Martino

A group of Satanic creeps stalk the scarcely-more-stunning Edwige Fenech around London, trying to indoctrinate her into their weird cult. It's not really much of an offer since all they seem to do is paint their faces white, drink fox blood and do this weird shuffly line-dance thing. But hey. At least they all have really shit tattoos of an eye in a triangle scrawled on their wrists. Am I selling it? No? Well, needless to say, Fenech ain't buying it either so she spends much of the film trying to out-run them while slowly becoming convinced that she's losing her mind. This is a stylish, entertaining and unpredictable giallo with more beautiful women, cool location shoots and crazy 70s Satanists than you can shake your magic wand at and, as a result, is well worth seeking out. ***