This surreal, dark comedy starts in a London park in the middle of the story, ends four different ways, and never once pulls its punches. It's free-wheeling, out of control, grim, gross, wry, and very British.
Extract
In any case, that branch was all the way down in Hammersmith, and it involved travelling on the infamous Subterranean Love Train twice a day. If you fancy a huge, sweaty orgy with your clothes on, take a trip on the Subterranean Love Train. It’s a bit like the Ghost Train, except at rush-hour.
