This is one
of those unusual times when I felt that the film adaptation was actually much
better than the book. I read Cassandra Clare's City of
Bones some years ago – I liked the cover art and was going through a bit of
an urban fantasy phase at the time. I really didn’t enjoy it, however. I found
Clary’s narrative voice bratty and irritating, and most of the plotline rather
clichéd.
The film was
much better because I didn’t have to listen to Clary Fray’s internal monologue,
and of course anything is improved by the addition of Lena Headly and Robert
Sheehan. Admittedly some of the special effects were a bit naff, but on the whole it
felt much faster-paced and less whiny than the novel, and despite quite a lot
of awkward eye contact moments it got pretty gripping by the end. Plus the
entire cast’s magnificent cheekbones don't hurt.
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