Soundtrack review: The Mortal Instruments: City Of Bones

Hi, dear audience.

The Mortal Instruments here. Just wondering if you've decided on whether you want me to be the new Twilight.

What's that?

You've already seen The Hunger Games?

But I thought I did everything right. Young, pretty cast, supernatural elements. What more do you need?

I've even got a soundtrack of hip new sounds, and it's far edgier than The Hunger Games' dreary noise.

At least you can dance to some of my choices - Bassnectar, Zedd, Seven Lions and Myon.

Really, this collection should come with a free glowstick.

I've included some dreary nonsense too: Ariana Grande, Demi Lovato, Colbie Caillat... They all try and create copies of Christina Perri's Cullen-linked hit A Thousand Years.

Still not interested, huh?

I know Twilight had some credibility when it came to music. Thom Yorke, The Noisettes, Iron and Wine.

I put together AFI, Jessie J and Owl City. What do mean they are more like crud-ability?

Okay, if you still insist on saying no, there are sequels on the way. Maybe I can win you over then.

Book: The Art of Turbo

It's a sad fact, but for everything that it does right, this book is going to struggle to find an audience. All because the film it documents was one of the year's biggest flops.

There are many reasons you could pitch as to why Turbo failed to ignite cinemas.

You could link it to the presence of box-office Kryptonite Ryan Reynolds, who voiced the titular snail. It could be that 3-D animation is losing its lustre, or maybe it's just that high-speed racing snails is too hard a subject to sell to moviegoers.

It's a shame, because this book has got it all for a movie souvenir. It's filled with sketches and concept art tracing the development of the characters and their tiny, slimy world.

But without a hit flick to sell on, the appeal may only be to hardcore animation enthusiasts - and if that's the case, it could be too slight an offering.

There's plenty to pour over and the art is gorgeous, but it lacks the nitty gritty of production techniques.

It's highly doubtful the highly touted foreword by Reynolds will be enough to entice readers to buy.

It's a souvenir of a flop, but it really deserves more attention.

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