Everything is the wrong way round in Vincent Bousserez's photographs. People have been replaced by plastic figures of Lilliputian proportions and commonplace things such as cameras, watches and even breasts have become so monstrously huge that they've taken over the landscape. But Bousserez's aim is not merely to be frivolous. This is his attempt at pointed visual satire. "Each photo becomes a poetic and humouristic screenplay which can be interpreted as [a] denunciation of our vices," he says. And so they can. 'Plastic Life' tells witty, barbed tales of lechery, vanity, substance abuse and gluttony that, despite their strangeness, strike a familiar chord.

Holly Kyte