“They’re coming to get you Barbra!”
This movie is a lesson to never, ever abide your elderly mother’s wishes and visit your father’s grave hundreds of miles away. If you do, you’ll get eaten to death.
Or, you’ll have to hole up in a farmhouse that’s slowly but surely becoming overrun with the hungry undead.
Night of the Living Dead is the first film from George A. Romero, the one that started a massive genre craze, the movie with working titles like Night of Anubis and Night of the Flesh Eaters and Monster Flick. It was a case of accidental racial and social commentary that has resonated throughout decades. It is the standard for how zombies should look and act like.
Yet, for some strange reason, it doesn’t have a pie fight.