This guy has a foot like a traction engine. Known only as The Brain, he is bringing football onto the streets and displaying a blatant disregard for those around him. Brilliant.

So we get football in the local bar, in shops, on buses, balls being hoofed down busy high streets, will one of the shoppers go for a diving header?

Doubtful, but he's sure to ruffle some feathers. Let's just hope he doesn't get a red card. He even has the 'balls' to get a header off a policeman.

Not quite sure about the significance of the girl with the orange plastic bags, but she seems to be enjoying herself, so why not?

Try finding someone who isn't fed up with politicians, bankers and the general air of malaise that permeates this rotten year of our Lord 2009. So it's time for a new sort of hero, an anti-hero. It's time for a man called Tomas. A man who comes from the ranks of abundant celebrity, a star of a popular TV show that requires him to traipse the Earth and curl out a stinking turd on some of the world's most famous venues. This is his story, and it involves murder, resurrection, bankers, love, prostitution, time travel and telekinetic aliens.

In this new novel from James Palumbo the world that currently both suffocates and liberates us is brought to vivid life in all its bloated, beguiling glory. Indignation, outrage and a general sense of maverick abandon are his weapons, so come on a journey that is, like our modern world, terrifying and bewitching in equal measure.

To illustrate this nefarious world the book inhabits are three short animations, showing us the dark heart at the centre of the corruption that this fantastical novel so despises.