Vimanarama by Grant Morrison and Philip Bond This is a short and wacky adventure story loaned to my love from our friend David Carter. Ali is an older teen of Pakistani descent in the town of Bradford, England, whose father runs corner stores. Ali is about to meet his fiancee for the first time, and is feeling quite existential about the whole thing – it might mean that both God and his father hate him if she turns out to be ugly. And then things start to get crazy – his toddler-age nephew wanders through a hole in the floor to ancient ruins buried under the city and manages to release an ancient and otherworldly evil. Ali meets Sofia, his intended, looking for the nephew, who turns out to be both beautiful and intelligent. It’s up to them to find the toddler, the corresponding ancient Indian god-like superhero team, and save the world. I could almost hear the Bollywood background music. There’s a brief, not too explicitly drawn suicide attempt, which I think is why it’s rated for mature readers. This is fast, furious, fun and trippy.