It may come as no surprise that France wants to take over the world again. But this time they plan to go much further and gain control of the spiritual dimensions too, making French the official language of the afterlife! Twisthorn Bellow is a freshly baked golem who has fallen into a vat of nitroglycerin, turning him into a living stick of dynamite. As well as battling against monsters and rock musicians, he's the only thing that can preserve and protect the glorious British Empire and prevent the French-​​ification of the entire cosmos. But considering the French have all the best ideas and tunes, he doesn't stand a soufflé in Hell's chance!Rhys Hughes once again foists his mad tale-​​spinning ability upon the world with this brand-​​new novel of monsters attacking all that is bad (musicians, Frenchmen… you know, those sort of people), tipping his hat in the direction of both 'Hellboy' and Philip José Farmer in the process. when this author describes something as "this is the maddest thing I've ever written", you know you're in for something special.Praise for Twisthorn Bellow: Rhys Hughes is so completely his own creature that words fail when it comes to describing his work; 'Rhys Hughesian?' I don't think that's gonna fly. How about just ODD? But odd in the best possible way: the kind of odd that is, at times, goofy (I like the word 'imbecilic') and yet you are always keenly aware that he is a super genius, that he is toying with his reader like a madman (a genius madman having way too much fun) poking and prodding a little tiny octopus with a spoon. In a good way. Mike Mignola; creator of Hellboy