I didn’t know much about this novel other than that it won the Pulitzer and it was always on stands in the airport gift shops. I decided to pick it up, and I discovered that it was over 700 pages long.
Donna Tartt’s The Goldfinch is a novel about a boy, Theodore Decker, who suffers a terrible tragedy in adolescence. Within that event, he becomes tied to other victims. Some of them die, while others survived. Theo’s life changes in an instant, causing his move to live with estranged family and meet other characters that would shape his growth. All the while, Theo is hiding something very important that he took from the attack as a boy.
The style and the characters made me feel like this was a modern Dickens novel. There’s the orphan, the stock characters, and the love that feels like a rift on Pip from Great Expectations. Still, for a lengthy book, I never felt bored or ready to give up. The story flows quite well, and even though there are many critics that disliked this novel, I enjoyed it. The language was accessible, and there were some great moments in understanding philosophy and the afterlife, which are worthy of introspection.