It's ten years since a bunch of huge space things landed all over the planet and proceded to do absolutely nothing except every now and then leak some sort of poisonous waste that kills everything it touches. There's nothing worse than mysteries from outer space descending from on high and then ignoring the locals completely as of they really don't matter - that'd be enough to drive any round the bend. A young artist enters a city in China where artists live in the shade of a Tree. A New York poltician contemplates a run for Mayor. A research station in Svalbard discovers a black flower growing around the base of their Tree. An Italian woman chafes under the protection of small-time fascist hoodlums, and the president of Somalia eyes the Tree on his border with a strategic eye.

This is a big, sweeping, global epic about art, science, technology, politics, survival and living with the utter indifference of the mysteries of the universe, and possibly the best thing Ellis has ever done, and I say that knowing Injection is probably the second-best thing he's ever done, so well done Ellis for still firing on all those cylinders.