Juliet, Naked by Nick Hornby Penguin, HK$108 Not content with making football emotional and cool (Fever Pitch), male repression appealing (High Fidelity) and suicide tenderly moving (A Long Way Down), Nick Hornby has now been nominated for an Oscar for his screenplay of Lynn Barber's An Education. What better time to pick up his last novel, Juliet, Naked? Hornby's latest sad male is Duncan, a characteristically stunted individual who pays more attention to an 80s pop star called Tucker Crowe than his long-suffering girlfriend, Annie: Duncan runs a website, Can Anybody Hear Me?, named after an obscure Crowe anthem. In truth, Juliet, Naked is Annie's book. After 15 years of Duncan's obsession, she has had enough. Only what is she going to do about it? She and Duncan live in Gooleness, possibly the dreariest part of Britain. Then a CD called Juliet, Naked arrives on their doorstep. Purporting to be an acoustic version of Crowe's classic album, Juliet, it turns the cracks between the couple into chasms: Duncan proclaims it a masterpiece; Annie thinks it's, well, all right. Hornby as always has great fun mixing pop culture with heartache. Juliet, Naked is a treat.