
The Mortal Instruments: City of Bones review
Way to give overwrought fan fiction a bad name. No amount of fairy dust can make this bewitching.

Way to give overwrought fan fiction a bad name. No amount of fairy dust can make this bewitching.

A provocative, ambitious drama about the unconsidered assumptions that power our cultures, for good or ill.

Alternately intriguing and infuriating: it’s very like the sort of movie exuberantly excessive Gatsby himself might have made.

Spectacularly mediocre fantasy junk food, perfectly inoffensive for youngsters but too featherweight for adult genre fans.

Has no guts of any kind: it has absolutely nothing to say, and it takes a long, dull, circuitous route to get to that nothing.

Did Neo come to see that the Agents had the right way of things? Did Luke eventually realize that the Empire was a stabilizing force in the galaxy? But poor Melanie is suffering from the ultimate case of Stockholm Syndrome.
Hints at a new mythology of darkness and light, of scary childhood and even scarier adolescence…
Not just another tale about how the people whose photos come with the picture frames fell in love. This time it’s a thriller, too!
If only movies could be not tossed aside lightly but thrown with great force…

Contents itself with the mildest of tweaks at both the zombie and the romantic-comedy genres… (new on DVD/VOD in the US and Canada)