I was 13 when I caught my first glimpse of George Romero's classic, Night of the Living Dead. I didn't see the whole movie; my Auntie quickly changed the channel when she heard me shrieking early on. Early versions of zombies were slow moving, posture challenged and cliquish. They didn't have claws or fangs, they weren't muscular and didn't have weapons of any sort. They were simply hungry and relentless, which is a terrifying combination.
AMC's new show, The Walking Dead premieres tonight. Happy Halloween!