I bought Grant Morrison's The Filth, and read it through today. Barely understood what was going on at all. It has not been noded yet, so perhaps if I figure out what it's all about, I can be the first on my block to node it. It has all the workings of a masterpiece, but it deserves more scrutiny than just a once-over reading.
Recurring characters, sexual undertones (and overtones), dirt, smut, filth. I'm trying to wrap my head around this. Also, a cat named Tony, and a horrible identity crisis. Are we what we choose to be, or what others make us? I think The Filth may have that answer, within its tightly woven tapestry.