What's this? A book with vampires and angels and werewolves and flyin' freakin' motorcycles? Sure. Sign me up I said. I don't care that the main character is a girl who has the whole love triangle with her male best friend and a blond haired dude thing going on. Sure, keep recommending this to me, Goodreads, Amazon, everyone else; I'm so sure I'll like this (insert eye roll).
|Simon. The best friend.|
Lame Plot Breakdown that is Completely Unnecessary Because Everyone Else Has Already Read This: Clary finds out that angels do exist and so do all those other fairy tale creatures. She's out to rescue her kidnapped mother and there are demons and guys without eyes along the way (there's also this whole racist "angels are better than demons" thing going on the entire time but who cares when you HAVE FLYIN' FREAKIN' MOTORCYCLES!?).
|"You named me Randy Giles!?"|
Comparing City of Bones to Twilight is like comparing apple sauce to pudding; sure they're both mushy and both are eaten when sick; but the taste is different, the texture, the variety. So if Twilight is apple sauce (plain and boring) than City of Bones is Jell-O Pudding (the S'mores kind).
If we're going to compare City of Bones to anything it has to be Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Snarky vampires who ride motorcycles, a blond sarcastic guy, a female lead character with a penchant for getting in trouble, and demons? How has this comparison not been made yet?
The thing that I liked most about this book is that it doesn't try to hard. The humor is there, the plot is there (which the characters kind of poke fun at), and the rapid pace story is there. It's a good quick read. I'm not obsessed with it, I don't plan on being obsessed with it, but I can understand the obsession with it.
I think that's a compliment.