“They’re coming to get you, Barbara.”
Zombie movies (and TV shows) have gotten much grosser, substituting spilled guts and gashed brains for suspense, but the genre granddaddy still holds up.
Working with little money, George Romero turned Pittsburgh into a surreal landscape where the undead walk again, and heroes don’t always make it out alive.
It scandalized folks in 1968, and was followed by five “sort-of” sequels filmed by Romero, but is probably viewed as a quaint artifact by today’s jaded gore-hounds.
Pop all the eyeballs you want — it still doesn’t match the psychological punch of this film’s bleak ending.