This book is too complicated for me to convey to you in any sort of detail or even coherently. I will not be spoiling the overall plot of the book in this review. I will say that it is about art, specifically a painting called “The Goldfinch” (1654) by Carel Fabritius. It is about secrets. It is about boyhood. And it is about Theo Decker.
It is The Goldfinch (2013) by Donna Tartt and the 2014 winner of the Pulitzer Prize in fiction.
I am a Tartt fan, so reading this book was a way for me to pay homage to her talent. Although the content of the book often strayed from what I consider to be uplifting, enlightening, or engaging, I still couldn’t put it down, and I could see the beauty of her writing in the grittiest of passages. To my sensitive friends, I warn you that this book has a lot of swearing, and much of the narrative is taken with the antics of boys caught in drugs, lies, and truancy. This was my least favorite section of the book, but it led into the book’s final passages and that made those parts worthwhile. They made sense to me when I realized the connection they had to the larger plot.
As I said, the book is about a boy named Theo Decker. The gist of it, which will become apparent in the first few chapters, is that Theo’s single mother takes him to an art museum in New York City, where they live. While there, a bomb explodes. Theo’s mother dies, but he takes a ring from an old man who is injured near him. He had been following the old man because of his cute, young redheaded granddaughter. Theo also leaves the museum with the painting “The Goldfinch.” He does it without thinking, really, in an effort to protect and save it. It was his mother’s favorite, so he leaves the museum with it, unnoticed in the chaos.
He figures out where the old man had lived, and returns the ring to the man’s business partner, another old man named Hobie. Theo and Hobie develop a friendship, and when Theo grows up, Hobie plays a large part in his life. Theo also gets to know Pippa, the redheaded girl, better through this connection.
After the bombing and his mother’s death, Theo lives with a schoolmate whose parents are rich. However, his gambling alcoholic father and his father’s trashy girlfriend Xandra show up to claim Theo, so he’s forced to leave New York City and live in Las Vegas with them. There he is unsupervised, uncared for, and lonely. He hangs out with a Russian kid named Boris who is also often alone. (This is the section of the book with most of the drug and alcohol use.) Theo keeps the painting hidden in a pillowcase behind his headboard. Through all of his adventures, he is always concerned with the stolen painting.
Eventually, his father, a scumbag who tries to steal Theo’s education money put aside by his mother, dies. Theo returns to New York, painting in tow, and reconnects with Hobie and the family he lived with earlier. From there, more crazy adventures ensue. That’s all I will say about the plot, but rest assured, those are the bare bones. There’s much much more happening.
While the book is about many things, one of the most prominent themes is that of keeping a secret. Through Theo’s consciousness, we learn just how horrible it can be to carry a secret alone and to know that revealing that secret, no matter how innocently it started, will end up with big trouble, fines, and prison. Theo wants to return the painting, for he took it only to preserve and protect it in the first place, but he is stuck trying to figure out how to do so.
This passage particularly captures this paranoid frame of mind that characterizes Theo’s predicament:
“[T]his only made me long even more to have the painting close to hand, to look at whenever I wanted. Though I knew it was impossible, still I thought of it. Everywhere I looked . . . I saw potential hiding places: high cupboards, fake fireplaces, wide rafters that could only be reached by very tall ladder, floorboards that might easily be prised up. At night I lay staring into the dark, fantasizing about a specially built fireproof cabinet where I could lock it away in safety or—even more absurdly—a secret, climate-controlled Bluebeard closet, combination lock only.
“Mine, mine. Fear, idolatry, hoarding. The delight and terror of the fetishist. Fully conscious of my folly, I’d downloaded pictures of it to my computer and my phone so I could gloat upon the image in private, brushstrokes rendered digitally, a scrap of seventeenth-century sunlight compressed into dots and pixels, but the purer the color, the richer the sense of impasto, the more I hungered for the thing itself, the irreplaceable, glorious, light-rinsed object.
“. . . What if I died? Got hit by a bus? Might the ungainly package be mistaken for garbage and tossed in the incinerator?” (p. 520)
We see how alone he is in carrying the secret and how obsessed he has become over the painting. The entire book explores this somewhat philosophical question of what does it mean to keep a secret and how does one survive such a secret?
There is a twist, which makes all 771 pages worth the suspense. The last several pages wax long on ethics and the meaning of good and evil. I found some of the best quotes in these final musings of Theo’s, but the most gripping part of the story comes before the closing musings of the book.
Here are some of those thought-provoking quotes. Some of them are from a conversation Theo has with Boris, some are from a conversation with Hobie, and others are Theo’s musings in the aftermath of his decade-long drama.
“[T]he world is much stranger than we know or can say. And I know how you think, or how you like to think, but maybe this is one instance where you can’t boil down to pure ‘good’ or pure ‘bad’ like you always want to—? Like, your two different piles? Bad over here, good over here? Maybe not quite so simple” (p. 744).
“What if our badness and mistakes are the very thing that set our fate and bring us round to good? What if, for some of us, we can’t get there any other way?” (p. 745-746).
“Idolatry! Caring too much for objects can destroy you. Only—if you care for a thing enough, it takes on a life of its own, doesn’t it? And isn’t the whole point of things—beautiful things—that they connect you to some larger beauty?” (p. 757).
“Every shrink, every career counselor, every Disney princess knows the answer: ‘Be yourself.’ Follow your heart. Only here’s what I really, really want someone to explain to me. What if one happens to be possessed of a heart that can’t be trusted—? What if the heart, for its own unfathomable reasons, leads one willfully and in a cloud of unspeakable radiance away from health, domesticity, civic responsibility and strong social connections and all the blandly-held [sic] common virtues and instead straight towards a beautiful flare of ruin, self-immolation, disaster?” (p. 761).
“It’s not about outward appearances but inward significance. A grandeur in the world, but not of the world, a grandeur that the world doesn’t understand. That first glimpse of pure otherness, in whose presence you bloom out and out and out” (emphasis in original, p. 761).
“And, increasingly, I find myself fixing on that refusal to pull back. Because I don’t care what anyone says or how often or winning they say it: no one will ever, ever be able to persuade me that life is some awesome, rewarding treat. Because here’s the truth: life is catastrophe” (p. 767).
Lastly, here’s a quote from Francois de la Rochefoucauld that Tartt placed at the beginning of section three. “We are so accustomed to disguise ourselves to others, that in the end, we become disguised to ourselves” (p. 371).
I really liked this book, although parts of it disturbed me. I was gripped by the narrative throughout without quite being able to put my finger on why. It could have been Tartt’s excellent gift for writing, Theo’s voice, or the craziness of the situation. I enjoyed the read and I see exactly how this won the Pulitzer Prize this year. I know some people don’t agree with me on this.
Now, why was Theo so compelling? He was a common boy, who becomes an orphan, and who isn’t all that ambitious or smart. Yet he’s down on his luck and liable to mess up. He’s tangibly human in a fascinating way, despite the seemingly lack of specialness. He filled that role of “Everyman” for me, despite the fact that he’s male and I’m female. I rooted for him. I did. I despised him at times, but I kept rooting.
Tartt’s other books are The Secret History (1992) and The Little Friend (2002).
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I got this last year but your review is reminding me to push it up higher on my to-read list. I’m really looking forward to it!
Enjoy! Whenever you get to it, it should be a fun and thought-provoking one.
I have this one on my shelf waiting its turn in line. I was not as big a fan of Tartt’s first book as other people were, but I must confess that this one sounds very interesting.
I hope you like it!
I had thought I read her second book, but now I think I got it confused with the first one! I have only read The Secret History.
This is such a great review! I completely agree about the last section being a gold mine of quotes, too. I think the fact that Theo and Boris were so young and had such distinctive voices from the beginning helps make them likeable despite their worst qualities. I read this a month or two ago and still think about it and recommend it all the time!
You have articulated that nicely. It was hard to figure out why the two boys are so compelling when they are such idiots, but yes, distinctive voices are definitely part of it. Thanks for helping me to make more sense of that!
Thanks for this Emily! I am looking forward to reading this, but I think I’m going to read The Secret History first.
Either way, you have two awesome books ahead of you. I hope you like Tartt’s work as much as I do. 🙂
Will let you know!
I just found your blog, and am really enjoying it. About the Goldfinch: I loved the first half of this book; the second, not so much (it was too affected and way too implausible). Despite that, it’s a good book and I recommend it. Glad to see you liked it.
I could agree with that. There do seem to be two halves to this book. And yes, implausible but I really wanted him to make things right without getting in too much trouble (there’s the implausible part) and it somehow delivered that. Thanks for commenting!
I’ve heard a lot about this book but I admit to being daunted by its length. But your wonderful review has made me think twice about putting off reading it – I’ll definitely be picking the book up soon!
It is long, but it goes quickly. It kept my attention and didn’t feel like a slog.
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Emily, nice review. Two comments. I love this quote – “What if our badness and mistakes are the very thing that set our fate and bring us round to good? What if, for some of us, we can’t get there any other way?” To me, this is a way of saying I succeed now, because I have failed to which most successful people would attest.
The other is the clever book cover given the theme. It drew me in to pick it up.
Thanks for sharing your thoughts, BTG
Thanks, BTG! I love that quote too because I think we all learn from mistakes, and sometimes we have to make them in order to become better. And yes, the cover is clever. It is a great imitation of a hidden painting.
I am now intrigued! I want to know the secrets! Wonderful review, Emily! 🙂
Thank you! I hope you get to read this one soon.
I still have this book to look forward to! Great review! I love the quotes! It looks like I might be jotting things down as much as reading.
Not until the end. I hope you like it!
Wow, this review is very intriguing! Maybe keeping the secret of the plot twists lends a bit of excitement or maybe it’s the book itself, but I’m super excited for the school term to end so I can read this one. You make very excellent points about how a secret can embroil your whole life and affect a person in unknown ways, but I also think secrets can be delicious little personal gems. I suppose it depends on the kind of secret you’re keeping. Really nice review, Emily. Thanks!
I like your description of the different kinds of secrets. This one is definitely a guilty one and therefore harder to carry around. But yes, sometimes they can be delicious!
I.love.Donna.Tartt. She is a magnificient writer! This book was the first I have read of hers, and I have gone on to read The Secret History and have The Little Friend waiting for me to turn its pages!
I still have vivid memories of reading her first two books. I can remember where I was when I read The Little Friend! Yes, she’s a great author. Enjoy!
This book is on my reading list – more intrigued now to read after reading your post. Happy Hump Day 🙂
Yay! I’m glad you’re intrigued. 🙂
Nice review! I have been keeping an eye on this book, but your review convinced me to give it a try, probably as soon as my local bookstore brings a paperback copy!
Good call! This one is heavy and thick, and paperback would make it that much easier to tote and less expensive to buy. 🙂
Fabulous review! You echo my thoughts and then some. Donna Tartt is an amazing writer, and I your review did her justice. Well done!
Thank you! What a great compliment.
I haven’t read any Tartt book. I ideally should start with Secret History, but your review makes me gun for this one.
All of them are worth the time. 🙂
This makes me want to read the book! I had been debating as it is so long. But a story about secrets and insight into human thinking; who could resist? 🙂 Shared your blog on my FB page by the way as I thought others would enjoy this post as well. (https://www.facebook.com/TheWriterTracy)
Thank you! How kind. I do think this one is worth a read. Have fun with it!
Looks good. It’s going on the list!
I hope it makes its way to the top soon! 🙂
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Thank you for this! I adored The Secret History but didn’t think much of The Little Friend, so I’ve been slow to pick up the copy of the Goldfinch I was given for Christmas. I’ll now be starting it tonight. All the best.
I hope it doesn’t disappoint!