I know couchpotato is a TV site, but without George A. Romero, film and television would be a much less interesting place.
The filmmaker died after a short but aggressive battle with lung cancer. He was 77. Romero began his zombie career by co-writing and directing the 1968 movie Night of the Living Dead which spawned a slew of sequels, remakes and imitators – some good, some not so much.
Without George, there would be no The Walking Dead, Fear The Walking Dead, iZombie, Z Nation, The Serpent and The Rainbow, Rabid Grannies, Shaun of the Dead or the 28 Days Later franchise. Nor would there be a host of zombie events, from city walks to survival games.
Before his original seminal, low-budget movie, zombies were people bewitched by voodoo, but that all changed – perhaps inspired by the real life case of Haitian resurectee, Clairvius Narcisse – when Romero updated the mythology to serve as a metaphor for the civil rights movement.
The zombie genre went on to become analagous for society’s undead state and in particular, consumerism. You can read more about the genre he created here.
Before he returned to the genre he created with Dawn of the Dead in 1978, Romero made Season of the Witch (not Halloween 3) a half-feminist, half-exploitation movie with a Roger Corman porno-feel and Martin. These movies never had the substance nor appeal of the Living Dead series.
Rest in peace, George. You will be missed. Not that an artist of with your legacy ever really dies…