A BREATHTAKING PORTRAIT OF THE END OF DAYS: I like zombies, and I like TV, so I -- ouch, what the -- was already pretty excited for Sunday's premiere of AMC's Walking Dead, which is basically the next Mad Men, except that the style is tattered instead of retro and Pete Campbell is decaying and people order their scotch with grey matter, not ice. Then I saw the fan-made unofficial credits, and my excitement boiled over into a, I don't know, a dull, aching hunger, a hunger, a hurrrrrrrr hurrrrr
braaaains
