Lo Mein is a hilarious piece of fiction, written like a 1950s detective novel. Our protagonist is a barely likable Bruce Willis look-alike with FBI connections and a penchant for a fast-buck, among his many short comings, his Tourette syndrome betrays him in many situations with barrages of four-letter words.
The villain in this story is an even less likable fellow, a struggling artist who resorts to mass-murder to draw attention to his art-work, threatening more mayhem as a fugitive if his demands are not met.
We are treated to a couple of clever plot twists and a lot of seemingly meaningless details along the way that Eringer masterfully uses to reintroduce us to the book's characters in the final chapters.