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# The Goldfinch: A Novel (Pulitzer Prize for Fiction) Mass Market Paperback – June 28, 2016

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### ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ The Goldfinch
*by K***N on May 14, 2014*

How quickly can the circumstances of one’s life alter? In less than a heartbeat it would seem – or in the brief seconds in which a bomb blast can occur. In her Pulitzer Prize-winning novel, ‘The Goldfinch,’ Donna Tartt examines how transitory are the conditions that govern our lives.Thirteen-year old Theo Decker and his beloved mother seek temporary shelter in New York's Metropolitan Museum during a rainstorm. While inside, a bomb goes off, and Theo’s mother dies in the wreckage. Theo, dazed and possibly suffering from a concussion, lingers at the side of a dying man he’d spotted moments before the blast. The man, Welty, hands Theo an heirloom – a ring – that will ultimately lead Theo to the kindly ‘Hobie.' In his death throes, Welty gestures frantically toward a painting, suggesting to the boy that he wishes him to take it - to save it, one supposes, from being destroyed in the wreckage. The painting is Carel Fabritius’s famous work, ‘The Goldfinch.’ The blast in the museum, the chance meeting of a boy and a dying man, and a 'stolen' masterpiece are the points from which all future events in Theo’s life will stem.Orphaned, grieving, plagued by survivor’s guilt, Theo goes to live with the family of school friend, Andy Barbour. The Barbours, a wealthy, socially prominent family, are peculiar and oddly broken in some ways. Still, the coolly elegant Mrs. Barbour and her emotionally ill husband give Theo a home of sorts in New York’s elegant Upper West Side, but it proves to be temporary. Soon, Theo’s deadbeat dad and his companion, the flashy Xandra, show up to take Theo back home with them for purposes that turn out to be less than honorable. Home is Las Vegas.While in Vegas, Theo is on his own. His father’s neglect of his son is stunningly depicted, and Theo, making friends with a cagey Russian boy named Boris, spirals downward into alcoholism and drug addiction.Eventually, Theo ends up back in New York, this time living with James Hobart, a furniture restorer and the friend and partner of Welty, the dying man Theo had comforted in the museum. Also staying with Hobart from time to time, is Welty’s granddaughter, Pippa, the unattainable redhead who continues to captivate Theo. Now in his twenties, Theo renews his friendship with the Barbours, and begins a shady career of selling restorations as antiques to would-be collectors who have more money than knowledge about what they're buying.This eventually comes back to haunt him – as does the painting he took from the Museum so many years ago, and which, throughout the book, continues to serve as a catalyst for many of the events in Theo’s life. Improbably, Theo meets up again with Boris in New York, learns that Boris took the painting from him without his knowledge, and that The Goldfinch is probably in Amsterdam, in the possession of criminals. The remainder of the book details Theo’s attempt to regain the painting with Boris’s help.Tartt's book has been called Dickensian in its scope, and indeed there are elements that will be familiar to readers of Dickens: the orphaned boy (Theo), the Artful Dodger (Boris), the disparity in economic conditions for the poor and rich, and there is even a hint of Miss Havisham in the elderly Mrs. Barbour. I do read Dickens, and on one key point I find Tartt upends the Dickensian comparison: one would be hard-pressed to find in his works the nihilism that Tartt's book espouses. At the heart of Charles Dickens' stories and novels one can always find goodness in the muck, and hope hiding amidst the cesspools of human greed. Tartt looks at life through Theo's eyes and finds nothing but despair.There is much to like and admire about The Goldfinch.I like a lengthy book (and make no mistake – this is a very lengthy book, almost 800 pages). I eagerly followed Theo’s journey through most of them.Tartt stirringly relates the events that occurred immediately following the blast at the museum - you feel the devastation and confusion, the sense of isolation, the fear. She convincingly depicts a child's grief at the loss of the one parent he could depend upon, the fears he experiences at being caught up in the nightmare of Social Services agencies, and his slow but sure drift toward lawlessness and addiction.And then there were the descriptions of gentle, graceful moments, captured no less vividly than the scenes of horror earlier in the book. She describes the subtle shadings of light gliding across aged patinas and the well-oiled grain of furniture in Hobie’s ‘hospital’ for damaged antiques, the prisms of color filtering through skylights, the delicacy of an artist’s brushstrokes on a canvas. I loved these peaceful descriptions.I also admired the compelling imagery of the desert surrounding the bright lights of Las Vegas. She eerily interpreted Theo's neighborhood as a vast and scorching ghost town, filled with uninhabited houses in the middle of nowhere. Every day in the desert was the same - mind numbing, soul-destroying. The perfect place to self-destruct. And self-destruct is what Theo did.My favorite parts of the book dealt with Theo working alongside Hobie, watching him meticulously mend damaged pieces of fine old furniture, losing himself in the process of trying to make the ruins whole again. How apt that Theo would find some measure of peace in Hobie’s workshop since he, too, was in need of mending. But like the antiques that Hobie sought to restore, Theo would never be entirely whole again. Nor would he be authentic, never again ‘the real deal’ – too much has happened to him. He is the walking wounded.If you’re looking for redemption, you won’t find it in Theo’s journey, which recounts his story from age thirteen to his mid-twenties. With his mother’s death and the ‘theft’ of the painting, his is a downward spiral that never seems to quite reach rock bottom. At book's end, this reader wondered if Theo would one day take his life. Filled with ennui and lack of purpose, still addicted to prescription drugs, one suspects Theo will try again to leave the world behind, in spite of all his high-flown philosophizing at the end of the story. Like his beloved Goldfinch, eternally chained to its perch, Theo is chained to circumstances that were set in motion on that tragic day in the museum. He will forever be defined by those events.If you’re looking for an uplifting story, this is not it. From start to finish, the story is an unhappy one. And yet, I enjoyed it. I never lost interest in Theo's story or his journey, even in the story's most nihilistic moments.My reservations about the novel stem entirely from its ending in which Tartt seems to abandon story-telling and instead wraps the conclusion of the book into some sort of touchy-feely fatalism that never quite rings true. Theo's philosophical rhapsodizing seems somehow false, forced. It is self-indulgent and lacking clarity. It is also boring.Even so, I recommend The Goldfinch – and happily give it 5 stars. Tartt has written a book grand in scope, vivid in imagery, thoughtful, and affecting. If it is not perfect, few things are. It is one of the best books I’ve read in some time, and I won't soon forget Theo's sad odyssey.

### ⭐⭐⭐⭐ a novel within a novel
*by K***R on March 23, 2014*

In many ways Donna Tartt's `Goldfinch' is a novel within a novel, just as a painting is within a frame, and just as our viewing of a piece of art is colored by our unique experience and knowledge, so too is our reading of the story skewed by the idiosyncrasies of the narrator, Theodore Decker. Theo suffers a childhood trauma that becomes inexorably linked to the famous `Goldfinch' painting of Carel Fabritius. The little bird in the painting clearly becomes an analogy for many of the novel's characters and Theo's life particularly. The story meanders and sometimes seems to stall, but these details serve to color in the analogy, which is obvious enough without the final chapter in which Theo reflects on his own narrative. This is Tartt's third novel and I believe she is gaining more control over her craft, so the awkward feel of the final chapter is intended to add one more layer to the narrative, just as a painting is within a frame.***SPOILERS ENSUE***The novel begins at the end of the story where Theo describes a dream of his mother, foreshadowing her death that casts a shadow over the whole narrative. She is "...a force all her own, a living otherness." In his description of this dream we get the first glimpse of the way that Theo's life and even his perspective is skewed by the loss of her. "And as much as I wanted to, I knew I couldn't turn around, that to look at her directly was to violate the laws of her world and mine; she had come to me the only way she could."Tartt, Donna. The Goldfinch. (p. 7). Because he cannot directly connect with his mother, he connects with her the only way he can, though `The Goldfinch' painting that he comes to possess.For Theo, his mother is the little yellow finch in Fabritius's painting. In his narrative of the fateful day of her death she is described as "...always perched on the edge of her chair like some long elegant marsh-bird about to startle and fly away." Theo "...loved the rustle of her starched shirt when she swooped down to kiss [him] on the forehead." (p. 8). And again, "The white coat-- flapping in the wind-- added to her long-legged ibis quality, as if she were about to unfurl her wings and sail away over the park." (p. 16). He sees her as having bird-like qualities and like the finch of the painting, she is chained. She was chained in life to a husband and job she did not love. Even when Theo sees the painting for the first time with his mother in the museum just before the blast that takes her life he says, "It was a direct and matter-of-fact little creature, with nothing sentimental about it; and something about the neat, compact way ittucked down inside itself-- its brightness, its alert watchful expression-- made me think of pictures I'd seen of my mother when she was small: a dark-capped finch with steady eyes.(p. 27). The painting then becomes an analogy for Theo's life as he's chained to death of his mother and this, the first painting she ever loved.Fabritius's famous painting, shown in the Kindle edition of the novel at least, shows the finch chained to its perch. The perch and background are well rendered in clear detail, but the bird itself is rendered less clearly, with a looser play of color. Theo's narrative mirrors that rendering. "The background-- a rich chocolate black-- had a complicated warmth suggesting crowded storerooms and history, the passage of time.(p. 23). Thus the story seems to lag and digress in parts. Rather than being insignificant filler, dwellings on the simple motivations of minor characters, the drug and alcohol fueled hazed of Theo and his friend Boris's life in Vegas, all the details of architecture, art, and furniture restoration techniques serve to establish a vivid and concrete backdrop to Theo's life, the passage of time. As his mother says that day in the museum just before the blast that kills her, ""Well, the Dutch invented the microscope..., They want it all asdetailed as possible because even the tiniest things mean something." (p. 24). While his narrative is certainly detailed in certain aspects, Theo's own motivations and constant unhappiness are comparatively fuzzy. His relationships speak to the "...impassable distances between people even when they were within arm's reach of each other..."(p. 603). At the same time, his relationships to objects, especially antiques, grows. "to destroy, or lose, a deathless thing-- to break bonds stronger than the temporal-- was a metaphysical uncoupling all its own..." (p. 695). He echos his mother's sentiment from that museum, ""People die, sure," my mother was saying. "But it's so heartbreaking and unnecessary how we lose things." (p. 28). The blast that kills his mother uncouples him from the world of human relationships and entwines his identity with that painting and the world of objects.The analogy of Theo's life to the painting is clear. There's a balance of realism in the early part of the novel with some unlikely plot twists towards the end that works because as Theo writes, "It's the place where reality strikes the ideal, where a joke becomes serious and anything serious is a joke. The magic point where every idea and its opposite are equally true." (pp. 766-767). Indeed this was implied throughout and this explicit reflection on the story that happens in the last chapter feels awkward and unnecessary and left a bad taste in many readers' mouths, this one included."And as much as I'd like to believe there's a truth beyond illusion, I've come to believe that there's no truth beyond illusion. Because, between `reality' on the one hand, and the point where the mind strikes reality, there's a middle zone, a rainbow edge where beauty comes into being, where two very different surfaces mingle and blur to provide what life does not: and this is the space where all art exists, and all magic." (p. 770).Why does our narrator feel the need to repeat one more time what the novel is about? One explanation is simply that Tartt lacks an editor, but this is a woman who writes a narrator very aware of the way artists speak through detail. So then it must be another layering. Theo tries to fit his morally ambiguous narrative into a logical philosophy, and in doing so loses some credibility. Is Theo another writer, like Tartt, making up stories about strangers he saw? Is he another artist, like the Dutch Masters, creating that "Stillness with a tremble of movement?"(p. 23). He is. And his entire narrative is that "middle zone" where the different surfaces of the real and the fantastic, the object and the perception, meet.

### ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Brilliant page-turner of a book. Loved it. Mostly.
*by O***S on July 25, 2025*

From the first page, I could not put this book down. Brilliant. Even though there is a lot of extra description and peripheral info and musings it's all so very well written that it, too, kept me devouring this enormous feast of a book. The author's insights and spot-on looks at life and human character and relationships had me wanting to take pictures of pages and paragraphs to show friends this great writing, like, well, like a painting, like isn't this a magnificent painting. In the hands of a less-talented author all the extra ramblings would have led me to abandon this tome early on. Nope. I was riveted. Partly I was eager to see what would happen next and partly I was just enjoying the ride. I will add, though, that it really dragged at the end. Once Theo and Boris left the engagement party and flew to Amsterdam, it really dragged and I lost interest. I skimmed and skipped through the last 50-100 pages and it never picked up again. Then the ending was just .... flat. It just kind of ended with no dramatic or satisfying wrap-up. It was a disappointment but the rest of it was so good I still give this 5 stars and highly recommend it. Also, I wish Theo wasn't such a druggie and drinker. Ok I get some of that but it was too much.

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