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Tuesday, June 30, 2026

Indie Spotlight: Dream Catchers

 


Link: https://www.youtube.com/@TheDreamCatchersShow

I fell in love with this indie animated web series by the end of the first scene. It opens on our protagonists' - our team of Dream Catchers' - bedroom. It's a cozy little room composed of cool colors and dreamy, nighttime aesthetics. Nothing can be seen of the outside world; darkness lies beyond the borders and the windows. This room rests atop a small ship floating on a sea that reflects only the night sky. 


Within the sea exists the ephemeral dreamscapes of sleeping people. Fields, voids, towers, all crafted with care and passion. But the slumberland-like, outer space-inspired aesthetics of the core setting drew me in immediately, and set this show apart from anything else I'd seen on YouTube. It looks the way drifting off in the safety of one's bed feels. It is soft, dark, and somehow warm at the same time. It is a lullaby made manifest, a feeling of nostalgia for a place I've never been. It is a summer night looking up at the stars, listening to Lo-Fi beats through headphones, savoring the warmth of a cigarette and trying to forget the imperfections of today and the pressures of tomorrow. It feels like home. 

I find it breathtaking. It creates a sense of isolation, but also of security. It's a comfortable little cerebral space in the middle of nowhere. When I was a kid, I wanted to exist in a place like that. I still do sometimes. I used to read more than anyone else in my class. I wrote stories I knew I would never share. I lived in my head more than I interacted with reality. I also had very vivid dreams growing up, usually nightmares, to the point that I rarely slept through the night when I was in elementary school. It gave me a deep appreciation for media that explores dreams in a way that's not afraid to be profound, but still feels comfortable. 

I hated being scared. But I loved dreaming. The two seemed inseparable when I was young, so I learned to take the good with the bad. Dream Catchers presents that dichotomy with an impressive level of maturity. It is thoughtful and psychological, but always with a light touch. It expresses curiosity more than it claims to offer insight. The world it presents is mysterious and obscured, yet the dreams themselves feel grounded and intimate. The anxieties and fears of daily life project themselves onto the abstract logic of the dream world. Yet they're handled patiently, calmly, with levity free of judgement or condescension. And at the end of it all, we return to this small, cozy room that wears the infinite darkness of the cosmos around its borders like a blanket. And this familiar sliver of a vast world brings us back to serenity. Dream Catchers gives me a feeling I wanted desperately as a child but never managed to hold onto. For that reason, I don't want to summarize or review it. I only want to express gratitude for its existence. 

The series was created by a relatively small group of students from CalArts, yet it rises high above its humble origins with a brand of creativity and craftiness that frees it from the constraints of its production resources. In every scene and setting, it is immediately evident how much love and care went into the project. Beneath the surreal and endearing art, and the soothing music, it harbors a carefree and unapologetically experimental spirit. And to top it all off, the character design is absolutely adorable. 

Every episode shows immense growth as the artists refine their skills and grow more comfortable with the universe they've created. The story is compelling and ambitious, exploring an immense world of cosmic oddities and ephemeral boundaries. Yet the sentiment is simple, and never wears itself out. The expectations of our world cause us to exert pressure on ourselves that darken our minds, and numb us to the beauty we contain within. Yet beyond the twisted constructs that fear manifests within our dreams are opportunities to find peace, to embrace the vulnerability and uncertainty that burdens us rather than drowning beneath it. Dream Catchers acknowledges that these moments are fleeting. Yet their importance is immeasurable. In that respect, it's very thematically similar to Dream Corp, LLC, another underrated piece of media centered around dream exploration. But it addresses said theme with warmth rather than detached discomfort, which allows it to handle a familiar concept in a uniquely personal and honest way.

If you're a fan of indie animation, you'll like this series. If you're not, try it anyway, it might resonate with you like it did with me. And if anyone who worked on this series reads this, thank you for making it, it brightened my life and left me with a childlike awe. Also, if you're looking for unsolicited requests, maybe put the iconic bedroom on a T-shirt or a poster in your merch store. Or maybe a blanket, that would be cool. I don't know, I honestly just want more merch, and the aesthetic has plenty of mass appeal. I'd love to look at that setting every time I walk in my room. 

If you like this series and want a way to support the artists, there unfortunately isn't one. All merch store proceeds go to charity and there's no associated Patreon or anything like that. I'm not sure if that's a result of altruism or the limitations of university backing, but if I could throw money at them, I would in a heartbeat. So all we can do is like and subscribe, the classic YouTube currencies of recognition. The team is apparently working on season 2, and I hope that by the time they release it, they'll have gotten the attention they deserve. So check them out for me. Throw it on the TV and get cozy. Sweet dreams, dear readers.

Tuesday, November 11, 2025

All's Fair S1E1

It's been less than two weeks since I announced my American Horror Stories review project, and somehow Ryan Murphy found a way to tank his reputation more effectively than I ever could. I read a few reviews for this show before watching the pilot on its premier date. I saw phrases like "worst TV drama ever" (from Ben Dowell's review in The Times) and "a crime against television" (from Ed Power's review in Daily Telegraph). At the time, it had a 0% on Rotten Tomatoes. I assumed the reception was at least a little exaggerated, that the huge names attached to the project raised expectations for what was otherwise a classic campy Murphy drama. But I was wrong. This is undoubtedly the worst piece of media he's ever been involved with, and might just be the worst piece of television I've ever seen in general. And I've seen some bad, bad TV. 


I'm not going to do a whole review and synopsis here, but I might make one with my future cohost in video format. I'm not sure yet. When my friend Joan and I watched the pilot, we actually debated whether this was worth covering in addition to, or even instead of, Stories. But All's Fair isn't fun bad, it's not self-aware enough, nor does it have the charm of a show trying its best despite production limitations. It's genuinely, unintentionally, and completely awful. It has every resource at its disposal and can't utilize a single one. It's the only Murphy show I've seen so far that I have no desire to watch more of, and honestly, there's not much I can say that critics haven't pointed out already. So let's go over some reviews.

In his review for The Times (linked above), Ben Dowell says "[Kardashian] is to acting what Genghis Khan is to a peaceful liberal democracy, though of course the dialogue... doesn't help her cause."  He ends his article with perhaps the most accurate point I've read so far: "It's so steeped in its noxiously dumb stream of feminist sloganising [sic], and our heroines are so dreadful, that it sometimes feels as if it doesn't even like women very much." Now, do I think the show doesn't like women? Yes. But do I think Ryan Murphy himself might be a little sexist? Also yes, but with a chill kind of sexism that's innocuous enough to let slide if a gay guy does it. We'll cover that in the YouTube series.

Jeanine T. Abraham's article in Medium says "Someone needs to tell Ryan Murphy that there's more to writing a compelling woman-centered series than placing a bunch of talented actors and a social media mogul together in one place and expect them to make your pig's ear of a script into a silk purse. The dialogue and storylines are mind-numbingly horrible, with so many clichés woven through each episode, it's hard to watch." Not much to say here except "yes, I agree". 

Alison Herman's review in Variety starts with "It probably says all you need to know about 'All's Fair' that a legal drama ostensibly about women's empowerment begins with a pilot written and directed by men." Oh, come on Herman, you can barely tell, it's only evident in every line of dialogue. But yeah, that's obviously a great point. Another great point: "'All's Fair' demonstrates such a low opinion of its own viewers, assuming we'll bark like seals when fed disconnected scraps of sassy one-liners, flashy outfits and men-ain't-shit commiseration." OK, this I do want to talk about, it touches on what might be my greatest gripe with the show, but Herman has another critique that's worth mentioning. "The waste feels more flagrant with every pornographic shot of a Chanel bag, vintage car or over-the-top ensemble." 

There's one scene where Naomi Watts's character, "Liberty Ronson" (oof) consults with a woman looking to divorce her wealthy husband (Judith Light). It quickly devolves into showing off expensive jewelry and listing coveted brands. The show's obsession with opulence pales in comparison to its other faults, in my opinion, but it always manages to be annoying. Though I have no evidence to support this, it feels like a Kardashian contribution, because no other Murphy show is this lavish.

Like I said earlier, I'm not going to do a deep dive on this yet. Maybe not ever. It's about an all-woman team of high-powered divorce lawyers, but it's barely about that (in the pilot at least). They never appear in court, and seem to settle every case with blackmail and hard truths about male inadequacy. The rest of the show is about their personal lives, which somehow manage to be even less entertaining than the cases they barely work. That's all for the synopsis, I'll just do a brief review. 

The writing in this show is abysmal, full of Ryan Murphy-esque girl-boss quips that manage to bring down the performance of every actor involved. The core cast (aside from Kardashian, whose inability to act is such a given that it doesn't warrant mentioning) is full of strong performers, and if you don't believe me, look at the promo image at the top of this post. I mean, Naomi Watts and Glenn Close? I've even seen Sarah Paulson and Niecy Nash act well in other Murphy projects. Yet the script prohibits them from rising above mediocrity in every single scene. In a way, it's genuinely subversive: it proves without a doubt that a poor craftsman really can blame their tools (more like her tools, am I right, ladies?). For Murphy to render such pros powerless is an impressive feat; he manages to construct an invincible glass ceiling in a show about breaking the glass ceiling. Rose McGowan must be feeling pretty glum, and maybe a little vindicated.

Usually, I would rewatch the episode and find some notable quotes, but I don't want to do that. If you're curious, read literally any review. One of the other two things I wanted to mention is that it's boring. So boring. There are never any stakes, and I can't imagine how there could be. When Kardashian's character (Allura Grant, somehow one of the more reasonable names in this show) learns that her husband wants a divorce, she's completely unperturbed in the next scene. Her coworkers come over to drink some wine (the same night of the divorce thing, by the way) and basically just say "Well, you always knew how to pick 'em," and Allura responds, "lol, I know. Men, right?". There's no tension, nothing compelling happens, and it makes time crawl more than a DMT trip. 

The last thing worth mentioning is how condescending this show is in its attempts to feel feminist. It's a level of undisguised pandering that comes off as legitimately insulting. When Allura's boyfriend confronts her about his desire for divorce, he states that her life overshadows his. Allura points out that he has three Super Bowl rings, and he basically says "But I still feel so small next to you, babe." The show pokes fun at the straight male's fragile ego with all the deftness of a natural disaster. But babe, I, with my traditional masculine qualities, am just so intimidated by the success of you, a powerful woman. I know this feels like an exaggeration, but the dialogue really is this on-the-nose. Also, it's kind of funny that the writers tossed Kim K. an alley-oop by giving her a scene that almost certainly mirrors her lived experience, but she still can't muster any emotion in her performance. 

It makes me long for the days when I thought the voiceover monologues in season 1 of The Handmaid's Tale were too heavy-handed. Yet here I am reiterating the same points that other reviewers like Abraham and Herman already made, but louder and worse. Maybe I'm as susceptible to this kind of behavior as the writers are. Maybe they're actually geniuses, maybe this ham-fisted, nuance-less drivel is, in itself, a statement on the male perception of the female experience, a brilliant meta-commentary on the dangers of mistaking sympathy for genuine exposure. 

It's nicer than the other possibility, which is that they actually thought this would play well with audiences. Look, I'm not saying Murphy has to stick to what he knows. I'm not even saying he has to let women into the writers' room in a show about feminism (though now that I mention it, it doesn't seem like a bad idea). I'm saying that if Murphy insists on doing things his way, and he always does, that he can at least do us a favor and write to the top of his intelligence. Or even the middle of it. Make a genuine effort, Murphy, we're not all morons just because we still like what you put out. 

Given his shamelessly campy writing style, which is present even in some of my favorite Murphy works, I thought for a long time about what made this so bad. Even The Politician, which I genuinely enjoyed (I think it's a good show, sue me), had plenty of sassy, cheesy Murphy-isms. This show has more than usual, sure, but it also believes so strongly in its own righteousness. It tactlessly shouts "female empowerment" from the rooftop and condemns male toxicity while openly patting itself on the back. And it does so with a cast of characters who are all so vain, shallow, materialistic, and inane that they're basically every misogynist's ravings come to life. 

It almost feels like the writers associate successful women with these stereotypical traits, because every protagonist feels like... well, like a Kardashian. Now that I mention it, Kim K. just tried to pass the California Bar exam (with a little help from ChatGPT, and some encouragement from spirits beyond this earthly realm. You know, normal person stuff.). At the same time, she's playing a highly successful lawyer who has it all but lost her husband. It's a self-insert role in a vanity project with no creative effort where every star is also a producer or EP. It's... it's a tax write-off. 

Just kidding! Occam's Razor dictates that a creative partnership between Murphy and Kardashian, clearly fueled by their many industry connections, yielded the exact outcome one would expect. But let's follow this purely hypothetical thread for a moment. Because all these stars are also EPs, they might be able to treat certain production-related costs as business expenses, which could make for a nice tax benefit. Theoretically. The show spends copious amounts of time showcasing designer products and luxury items, all of which could hypothetically be owned by our very wealthy EPs. If these actors personally owned some of these props, which there's no evidence of, they could maybe write off some maintenance and insurance costs as well. If, even more unbelievably, Murphy and other show execs also used their own properties as sets, that combination could decrease production design costs and route some payments back to them at the same time. The execs get paid the big bucks and Disney gets a guaranteed hit with a built-in audience. If All's Fair does underperform, well, maybe Disney claims some loss-related tax benefits for that too. 

I'm no accountant, these are all just the speculations of an uninformed blogger. I mean, this isn't Warner Bros. Discovery, who would snap a puppy's neck for a small tax benefit (and then make the puppy unavailable to view or buy on any platform). I'm sure this show has a totally normal percentage of deductible expenses that definitely doesn't disproportionately benefit production higher-ups. After all, I have no hard evidence to prove otherwise. We're just having fun theorizing. And this is Disney we're talking about here, they would never knowingly sacrifice quality in a highly-anticipated project purely for the sake of profit. Their project standards are simply Marvel-ous.

This ended up being way longer than I expected. I guess I wanted to review it a little after all. And maybe someday I'll do a whole synopsis, but American Horror Stories is just so much better. Like, it feels good compared to this. The dialogue is often just as unhinged, the world just as absurd and malleable, but it's so much more charming and it never tries to hide what it is. It's a B-movie-style horror anthology that wishes it had even a tenth of AHS's budget, and it's brutally honest about that. Part of the reason All's Fair falls short is that it has so much to work with and flaunts it so often, it feels like it's trying to present itself as a real drama. It has no self-awareness, and self-awareness is key in campy media. It's so irredeemable, it might actually hurt Murphy's career, and I thought he was impervious.

Anyway, to summarize, I wouldn't recommend it. Watch literally anything else instead. The second episode has a female writer involved, so maybe that one will be better. Maybe. So that's all for now, just a quick little review/update while I work on the new project. If you want something that's kind of thematically similar to All's Fair but is actually good, watch Big Little Lies on HBO Max, it's great. Thanks for reading!

P.S. My buddy Joan Cyrus edited this post and made some significant contributions. Thanks Joan!

Monday, October 27, 2025

The Update Finally Arrives

    Hello all, this is Gnarly Book Reviews creator and sole writer Jonathan Golden. After a nine-year hiatus, I'm returning to the horror review scene with a vengeance. But we'll get to that later; first, some context.

    I want to start with a tremendous and heartfelt thanks to everyone who visited my blog since its inception in 2013. It's trite, I know, but I fully expected this labor of love to forever linger in obscurity. When I was regularly updating GBR, I got the occasional appreciative comment, and each one left me shocked and overjoyed. Actual human beings were reading my reviews! In fact, a few humans enjoyed them! My greatest aspiration for this blog was for it to resonate with a few like-minded people, and I'm incredibly fortunate that it did. To all those who visited this site and left a kind comment, you're a bunch of saints and heroes, and you have all deeply impacted me to this day. To those who visited this site at all, you're also heroes, and well on your way to saint status. To those who are just visiting this blog for the first time, you're pretty cool too. I spent a ton of time writing these reviews -- far more time than the writing quality would suggest -- and I couldn't be happier with the results.

    If the story ended there, it would have been more than enough. Dayenu and all that. But a few years later, Gnarly Book Reviews had a (tiny) bit of a resurgence, with new traffic coming in from Reddit users searching for YA horror novels from their childhoods. Shout out to r/tipofmytongue for driving most of my views. Now I have, like, twenty-something positive comments, and given GBR's niche (at best) content, that's practically celebrity status. In this dark, quiet alley of the internet, fate offered me a free bump of premium, grade-A success, and baby, I snorted that fame off of fate's dirty house key and asked for seconds. Gnarly Book Reviews is back, and it's gonna be better than ever.

    But first, I'm gonna talk about the past some more. Here's the full, uncensored story of how I came to be the world's most niche written content creator (and what a high bar). I already talked in an earlier post about being inspired by Blogger Beware. After being an avid fan for years, I reached out to the creator, Troy, and asked if I could try out his craft. He kindly gave me the thumbs up, and GBR was born. The part I've kept secret until now, a fact known only by my closest friends, is that I started this blog in the Summer before high school, when I was 14, and I was only 16 when I wrote my final post. This will likely come as a surprise to very few people, maybe zero people. I was pretty damn young when I did this, and like every internet user born in the 90s, I tried desperately to hide my age. I'd like to think I was a pretty good writer for a young teen, but looking back on my old posts, my lack of experience definitely shows.

    Cultural literacy is a crucial asset for a project like this one, as is actual writing acumen, and when I started this blog, I was severely lacking in both. I had basically only seen one tv show, The Simpsons, and one movie, The Simpsons Movie. But what I lacked in applicable skills, I made up for in gumption. I found and refined my writing voice, learning to rely on my own brand of contextual humor that seemed to elicit a giggle here, a guffaw there. I may have been just a snot-nosed little twerp, but I think I made a few clever jokes during my two-and-a-half year run. I reread old posts every once in a while and still make myself laugh. The way I see it, if one of my creative projects can still entertain me years later, it was already worth doing. After all, nobody will ever find me funnier than me. But hopefully I made some of you laugh as well. 

    That's why this site is still important to me. To you, who are reading this now, and all those who visited in the past, know that you did more than indulge an amateur writer's side project. You encouraged a young me to grow creatively and (arguably) comedically. The internet is an apathetic and twisted world, often more conducive to cruelty than kindness. I grew up talking shit on internet forums as a kid, but I was always armored with anonymity. With GBR, I was putting myself out there, and though I would never have admitted it, even generic internet hate would have weighed heavily on my heart. Instead, I received nothing but support, and I have all of you to thank for that. Words can't properly express how much that means to me. 

    I'm fiercely proud of this blog, cringe and all. I worked damn hard on it, and for what it is, I think it's not half bad. When I'm dead and faded from the collective memory, future generations will read this blog and think, "Well, it's not The Wire, but I liked all the Irish jokes he made in The Beast Beneath the Boardwalk review." There's just a couple things I wish I had done differently...
  1. I wish I had been a little easier on Shivers and Scary Stories for Sleep-Overs. Most of my criticism was for comedic effect, but I wasn't exactly punching up (even though I was technically part of the target demographic). M.D. Spenser was a relatively niche YA author trying his best, and I lampooned the average Shivers book a little too hard. At least I gave him credit for the standout titles, though. On the other hand, Scary Stories for Sleep-Overs was genuinely good for the genre, and looking back, I feel that a lot of my conclusory reviews for its books were too hard on them. Q.L. Pearce and friends did a great job making one of the best YA horror anthologies in the business. They did have too many vampires, though, even for the 90's. The series had an average of, like, one vampire per book.
  2. I wish I had been a little harder on Sucker Punch. That movie seems like it was written by a horny 13-year-old boy with no creative oversight. I'm relieved that I called out a lot of its faults, and at least I was wise enough to know it was bad. But if I had known how successful Zack Snyder was and would become, I might have let myself do a hyper-critical deep dive, because that's punching up. I wrote posts that were pages long ripping into Shivers books nobody's even heard of, and then I write a one-page "review" where I discuss Sucker Punch like it's a real movie? What was I doing? And, to top it off, I made a genuine reference to American Horror Story in the process. If anyone needs evidence that I was 15 or 16 when this blog was active, there it is.
    So that's GBR's origin story, and boy is it a page-turner. But enough about the past; I'm 26 now and ready to outshine my former self. But how? Blogs haven't been a relevant concept for over a decade and every children's horror book series has been done to death. Well, speaking of American Horror Story, Ryan Murphy content has long been a guilty pleasure of mine. You might know him from Glee, AHS, American Crime Story, The PoliticianDahmer, you get the idea. He was FX's content creation powerhouse until Disney consumed his benefactors, and now he's one of the Big Mouse's shining stars. I've been watching his shows on and off since I was active on GBR, and though they're not everyone's cup of tea, I'd argue they're entertaining and generally well-produced. At least, they were, but we'll get to that soon.
    
    After American Horror Story found massive success, Murphy was given several more anthology series under the American ____ Story umbrella. I mean, he did so well the first time, surely giving him five shows to juggle at once wouldn't compromise the quality, right? Thus, American Crime Story was born, and two more unreleased shows were greenlit: American Sports Story and American Love Story. In my humble opinion, AHS dropped off after season 2 and nosedived after season 3, but it now has twelve seasons in the bag, so what do I know? Either way, it's still fun to watch every now and then when I feel like turning my brain off. I won't get too deep into the pros and cons in this post, but I will say one thing: his shows had both pros and cons. But that all changed when he and Brad Falchuk created another anthology series, an AHS spinoff given the unfortunate name American Horror Stories. It's like the first one, but plural. And on this shoddy, shameful rock, I shall build my empire. 

    You see, American Horror Stories isn't just bad. It's bad in every conceivable way a TV show can be bad. Imagine if the 90's Goosebumps show and Riverdale had a baby, then add Ryan Murphy's cringiest qualities and subtract any oversight from the network. It's one of the worst shows I've seen and I can't get enough. So, I'm coming back to GBR to review and synopsize every single episode along with my best friend Joan Cyrus (and some more friends and special guests). But this time, the reviews will be in video format, because it's 2025 and not even old people are willing to read anymore. We'll also punch up the episodes and come up with some alternate story beats, which I'm sure the Stories writers' room will greatly appreciate. We might even write an episode ourselves. As an opinionated media consumer with no meaningful creative experience, I really think I have a lot to offer here.

    Together, we'll help this whimpering runt become the groundbreaking, Emmy-winning, episodic horror series it was always meant to be -- with a little constructive criticism. We might love this show for all the wrong reasons, but we are legitimate fans, so even when we rip certain episodes to shreds, we do it all as a labor of love. Murphy, we respect you as a creative force and watch a lot of your content even though you'll definitely never read this. Please don't sic your fans on us. Also, hire us.

    So welcome, readers old and new, to GBR's first review-and-recap series in over a decade. I'll post all my updates here (and on the GBR Insta). Also, no release window yet, but it's coming. I'm gleefully (wink wink) riding the coattails of yet another semi-successful horror project, which in turn is riding the coattails of its franchise predecessors. Together, we make one big Ryan Murphy fame train. I choo-choo-choose you to hop aboard and watch me burn my career in entertainment to the ground before it even starts. 

Friday, October 24, 2025

I Made an Instagram

 Hey everyone, I made an Instagram. It's @gnarly_book_reviews. I just posted a few screenshots of memorable moments from the blog's history, nothing new yet. But anyone who likes GBR should give it a follow, because I only have three followers and I need to boost those numbers so I can make it to the Scary Stories for Sleep-Overs Wikipedia page. You guys get it. 


Also, I'm posting an announcement Monday. Stay tuned if you want to. It's not more GBR blog posts, but it's pretty close. 

Thursday, February 2, 2023

Anyone Still Here?

Weirdly enough, this blog gets more views now than when I actually updated it. I'm convinced most of them are from Russian bots, but I wanted to see if anyone still reads Gnarly Book Reviews. If so, maybe I'll come back and write some more stuff. I was pretty young when I first started, so I'm probably slightly better at writing now. Maybe not, though. Those bots don't give a lot of feedback. Either way, comment if you're reading this and you're a human being.