There are a lot of comparisons to it being a shameless copy of that certain previously mentioned sparkly vampire series and I might start to argue against that if it weren’t for the slight re-adaptation of werewolves to be the girls adopted uncle figure Luke Garroway (Aidan Turner), instead of a shirtless competing love interest. Yet, what seems to drive the final steak into the audience’s heart is the suggestion of a Luke Skywalker and Leia connection right after an intense make out session and even though that may indeed be disproven if a sequel can climb out of the ashes, the very idea creeps the heck out of any further interaction between the two love birds from then on.
The best I can say is to tread very lightly as I’m not sure I could even recommend this to a real fragile teenage girl, who might receive further reinforcement from a world that increasingly replaces “reality drama” with intelligent television programming. That said, I’m glad to say I’ll leave this one behind in the hopefully forgotten without intense therapy later on. From my lowly court here on earth, I deem the verdict for “Mortal Instruments: City of Bones” to be one and a half out of five heartthrobs.