Die Mühle der versteinerten Frauen

Though I'm not quite as enamored with the film as others here, there is still much to enjoy in this sorely neglected tale of a young man researching a creepy old windmill's lurid "carousel" and his love for the owner's mysterious daughter.

Made at the same time as Bava's "Black Sunday", Ferroni's "Mill" relies on and succeeds at it's goal for the same reasons- Atmosphere in abundance and true artistic flair. Every inch of the windmill is ominous and each room (and there are many) has its own distinct feel, lighting, and color palette. With this strong foundation in place, the movie builds in the details, including a wild hallucination scene, the actual workings of the carousel, a daughter who appeared very dead but is soon quite fine, and many others.

Despite being a visual feast, well acted, and having a solid (if not overly original) plot line, the movie still suffers from a sizable problem- Pacing. As a die-hard fan of '60's horror, I have no beef with a deliberate build-up, but in this case it goes a bit overboard. There are a fair share of scenes that are filled with stretches of unnecessary dialog and lots of wandering around the mill with no real reason to be found at the end. Tighter editing would have helped immensely.

Flaws and all, "Mill Of The Stone Women" is a classy film that needs to be seen. Had I watched it just once, I have little doubt my rating would have been higher. Give it a one-time viewing and absorb it for maximum effect.

Vintage and cult Italian movie , an offbeat and creepy story whose important status it retains today . It deals with a sculpture-studying art student called Hans (Pierre Brice) who encounters in Holland a mysterious mill , and inside a carousel , a type of sinister wax museum which showcases amazing figures . There Hans meets the professor's attractive and seductive daughter (Scilla Gabel) , and starts feeling passion for her in spite of his real love for Lisa Lotta (Dany Carrell) . Little by little he becomes aware of the strange experiments being conducted by a deranged mad doctor (Herbert Böhme) and his nefarious helper (Wolfgang Preiss) . UNBELIEVABLE! A Beautiful Girl Becomes a Petrified Monster! In Blazing Technicolor . Chilling : it will scare your pants off . Monstrous : have you been petrified lately ? . Grisly : blood is red in Technicolor . Frightening and wonderful exciting ¡ . Why do warm-blooded beauties suddenly turn to stone?

This is an outlandish chiller story with grisly horror , genuine thrills and shocks . This was reportedly Giorgio Ferroni's one of the biggest success and being well written by notorious writers/filmmakers as Remigio Del Grosso , Ugo Liberatore , Giorgio Stegani and Giorgio Ferroni himself , though taking parts here and there of other films . The eerie story contains bit good fun with killings , chilling interpretations , relentless horror and thrilling events . The chiller version of the 50s films packs scary chills and terrifying deaths . Concerning a strange carousel with beautiful babes rather than horses , and the starring soon finds out that the statues contain shocking secrets . The film blends ¨Roger Corman's Edgar Allan Poe¨ films , ¨Hammer¨ style , and ¨Andre De Toth's House of wax¨ . The Carousel figures are the real stars of this production , being alrightly realized . Some scenes are clumsily shot but the movie has some good moments here and there , the illogical parts in the plot are more than compensated for the excitement provided by the creepy wax models , eerie killings and many other things . This one still has the power to give the audience the creeps , thanks to attractive characters nicely played by protagonists as Pierre Brice -the unforgettable Winnetou- as Hans who despite his true love for his girlfriend Dany Carrell he falls with a mysterious woman : the always gorgeous Scilla Gabel , as well as Wolfgang Preiss who starred several wartime films playing Nazis , Liana Orfei who performed a lot of Peplum and the unknown Herbert A.E. Böhme .

It packs a rousing and suspenseful original music by Carlos Innocenzi . Colorful as well as glimmer cinematography with brilliant colors by Ludovico Pavoni . This creepy and gory horror movie is also titled : ¨Mulino delle donne di pietra¨ , or ¨Horror of the stone women¨ , ¨Drops of blood¨ and was professionally directed by Giorgio Ferroni . He was an expert on Peplum and Western . As he directed ¨Pompei (1936)¨, ¨The war of Troy¨ with Steve Reeves ,¨Hercules against Molock¨ , ¨Il Colosso Di Roma¨ with Gordon Scott and ¨Lion of Tebas¨ (1964) . He also directed Western as "Fort Yuma Gold" , ¨Wanted¨ , "Blood for a Silver Dollar" , and Wartime genre as ¨Battle of El Alamein¨ and Terror in acceptable results , such as : ¨Night of the Devils" and ¨ Mill of the stone woman". Rating . 7/10 . Decent terror movie .

Beautifully directed and photographed European horror film that owes a debt to Franju's EYES WITHOUT A FACE.

An evocative, creepy score by Carlo Innocenzi helps director Giorgio Ferroni conjure a work of great atmosphere and intense drama.

As in EYES and Franco's ORLOFF, the subject is a fanatic obsessed with preserving the life of a dearly departed member of his family -- in this case, his daughter Elfi, played by the achingly beautiful and sensual Scilla Gabel.

The setting, a windmill outside Amsterdam, is a superb arena for the fantastic goings-on that provide frisson upon frisson of wonder and dread. The "stone women" of the title are frightening, fascinating figures of fear and are richly employed by Ferroni who demonstrates an acute talent for fantasy.

The superb opening sequence establishes a mood that never falters, and the exciting finale, with the Stone Women ablaze, is pure magic.

A handsomely produced gem.

This is one of the films that is very atmospheric, stylish, and inventive in the European 60's fashion. The story is somewhat of a cross between Nathaniel Hawthorne's short story "Rappacini's Daughter" and the film House of Wax. An art professor is keeping a secret about his invalid, beautiful, seductive daughter Elfi away from Hans von Arnam, a man sent to write a piece on the centennial of the professor's mill and its famous statues of women that move around on a carousel-like machine. The statues are of famous women through history as well as having local historical murderesses and victims displayed. Living with the professor and Elfi is a strange doctor. Amidst this strange four-sided triangle, women are disappearing. The story is'nt too hard to figure out and much is given away early on. What it does do quite nicely is create a slowly-paced mood that leads to an interesting if not wholly imaginative denouement. The style infused throughout the picture is a credit to Italian director Giorgio Ferroni. The use of colors, the settings, the haunting carousel music, the "waxworks" themselves all help create the oppressive almost hallucinogenic mood. The acting is pretty good overall with Wolfgang Preiss as the complex doctor and especially Robert Boehme as Professor Gregorious Wahl standing out. Scilla Gabel as Elfi is just gorgeous as is Liana Orfei as one of the girls that gets missing. The production looks very German in manner and style - another compliment to the director. There are several scenes which stand out: the first time we see the carousel moving, nay, almost cranking itself away past those that have come to gawk at it, the drug-induced dream sequence Hans goes through, and the ending - a real barn-burner! Mill of the Stone Women isn't a fast-paced horror film but if you like movies like Black Sunday or Bava's work in general - Ferroni seems to have some similar directorial flair.

Without question an inappropriate, inane, or pulpy comic book style title has waylaid many a significant and otherwise worthy terror film. "Curse of the Cat People," remains affixed to a story of child psychology, "Kill Baby Kill," remains affixed to a wondrous 19th century European ghost story, and here, perhaps worst of all, "Mill of the Stone Women," is the awkward moniker stuck to this artistically accomplished film.

With a clunky title like "Mill of the Stone Women," it is scarcely any wonder that the film has remained largely unknown,unremarked upon, and unavailable for nearly 50 years ! What a pity, for here is a story produced with such an aesthetically accomplished loving care that each frame breathes a compositional beauty of the highest standard.

The felicitous combination of Arrigo Equini's art direction and Pier Ludovico Pavoni's photography in this picture, recalls the best of Jack Asher, Floyd Crosby, Mario Bava, Bernard Robinson, and Daniel Haller and has, in not a few of the tableaux rendered here, even surpassed these masters. Even Mario Praz would probably approve!

From the opening shot of the windmill on the lake under a leaden sky, to its shadowy, beautifully appointed interior parlors, complete with the anti-heroine, Scilla Gabel, peaking mournfully through the portières--while the soundtrack gives forth with a disquieting numinous wail--the film rarely fails to sound the genuine Gothic note.

Add to that one of the most disturbing, (far more so than "House of Wax") use of a waxworks yet seen on the screen. For here we have, not merely figures of unsettling visage, but figures that mechanically encircle a stage--Joan of Arc, Cleopatra, Mary Queen of Scots, sallying threateningly towards the camera in a nightmarish parade--all to the accompaniment of a tune that might have been composed by Truman Capote! There are many exquisite scenes to savor: Miss Scabra's blood red boudoir, a scene of her beneath the lid of a dusty glass coffin holding yellow roses against her very dead, old ivory like complexion, a laboratory sequence that pulls out all the stops, a charming stop at a beer garden type pub, complete with accordions and pretzel stands, a climactic fire with the dummies melting in grotesque close-ups, not to mention a beautifully costumed, very accomplished, and handsome cast of players.

Miss Gabel seems very much in the Gina Lollobrigida mold, but manages facial expressions of such uncanny yearning that is easy to imagine Mr. Brice falling under her spell. In this sense, she joins company with Barbara Steele, as one of the very few women able to combine beauty and eeriness in equal measure.

Pierre Brice approaches his assignment with convincing earnestness and looks very much like a cross between Stephen Boyd and Horst Buchold.

A special compliment should be paid to the Technicolor here, which never shrieks, but delivers cold blues and unearthly reds in a fashion that favorably recalls Pressburger's "Tales of Hoffmann." And take a good look at the hutch in the ante-room of Mr. Brice's bedroom; it is the same one featured in Jacqueline Pierreux's parlor in Bava's "Black Sabbath"--the one she keeps her liquor in. Perhaps Mr. Brice had a yard sale! In any case, to fans of the genre, this film is highly recommended.