We’d all like to save the world but there seems to be a lot of it and the individual seems so puny. Surely it’s sensible to make other arrangements. Hence the appeal of the very marketable Claustrosphere, invented by despotic media mogul Plastic Tolstoy: a domestic, self contained, stunningly tough eco-shelter for the average bloke. It is also the most irresponsible idea ever: the death of the Earth becomes survivable. When Nathan, a self-absorbed British script writer gets access to Tolstoy to pitch his end-of-the-world movie, he feels his time has come. But why is Nathan’s script so dangerous? It’s the perfect vehicle for Max, the ex-jeans model and multi media superstar. And should Max be falling for beautiful and utterly stroppy eco-terrorist Rosalie? And what is it about the Claustrosphere marketing campaing that requires the loss of innocence and the slaughter of the innocent?