A Long Way for Little Payoff in The Goldfinch
Donna Tartt’s 2014 bestselling behemoth
(771 pages) The Goldfinch tracks the
maturation of its main character Theo from age 13, when he’s visiting the
Metropolitan Museum of Art with his mother. During their visit, a terrorist bomb
detonates, killing her, and setting the path for the next dozen or so years of
his life and the book.
At the museum, post-bomb, Theo encounters
an older gentleman named “Welty” who dies in the attack, but first gives Theo a
ring to return to his business partner “Hobie.” Theo also believes the man
tells him to take a painting titled The
Goldfinch, a 1654 work by Carel Fabritius, which he does. The painting acts
as a last physical tether between Theo and his mom, which helps explain his
dedication to it.
During the sprawling narrative that ensues,
Theo, now a partial orphan because his father is a deadbeat, moves in with his
school friend Andy Barbour. He befriends Hobie, and lives out a new reality
without his mom that might just be okay, until dad shows up and moves him to
Vegas. There he befriends a Ukrainian transplant named Boris who will become
another close friend but also his partner in alcohol and drug experimentation,
which leads to Theo’s later addiction to pain meds. His dad is at turns physically
abusive, manic, or dismissive of Theo, until he dies in a car crash. Theo
returns to New York ,
moves in with Hobie, and becomes his business partner in his antique furniture
shop.
Theo’s journey continues from here in a
story that feels much longer than needed. Did we need to read the details of
how he got from an engagement party to the airport to travel to Europe , in order to reclaim The Goldfinch, which it turns out Boris stole? Couldn’t Tartt
summarize those moments, and tell us the juicy bits contained therein in a
faster, less verbose way? Yes, she could. By the end, Tartt all but abandons
all character interaction, which had been some of the best parts of the book,
and leaves us with many chapters of Theo musing about his experiences.
Tartt’s passages can be encompassing, like
sinking into a hot bath. They’re filled with lush descriptions that delight the
senses. They’re so good a reader might keep going just to read more of them. But
a reader might also be asking, so what,
as they wait for a payoff to the long journey, a payoff that never seems to
happen.
Thank you to Kristen Sacco for recommending
The Goldfinch.
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