I remember the first time that I ever watched the original Night of the Living Dead, I was really stunned and, to be honest, quite upset by the death of Tom and Judy.  They were so likable and earnest that I guess I naturally assumed that they would survive or, at the very least, they wouldn’t die in such a pointless manner.  But, ultimately, that’s what made Night of the Living Dead such a frightening film.  It didn’t matter who you were or what you’re intentions were.  The Dead were going to kill you and then they were going to eat you.

Honestly, everyone should have just stayed in the cellar.