Just Finished Reading Donna Tartt's The Goldfinch

The Goldfinch drew my attention a few months ago when, week after week, it was at the top of the New York Times book list.  Now it's won for author Donna Tartt a Pulitzer Prize...and I can see why.  It is meticulously written, well researched, brings to life vivid, memorable characters, and pushes the plot along without getting involved in assorted subplots, a pitfall of some other novels I have read recently.  Its protagonist is Theo Decker, a young man who as a teenager endures a traumatic terrorist bomb attack that kills his mother.  The (fictional) fact that it occurs at the Metropolitan Museum of Art is crucial to the story, since there hangs the famous painting by seventeenth century artist Carel Fabritius titled The Goldfinch (an actual, existing work portraying, quite reasonably, a goldfinch).  That this work of art is physically relatively small is significant, because after talking with a dying elderly man nicknamed Welty (who just moments before was standing with an intriguing little girl who caught Theo's interest) right after the explosion, Theo accepts the man's ring that he offers him and takes The Goldfinch painting off the wall and out of the museum.  He later finds that his mother, from whom he had been separated in the museum just prior to the bomb attack, had died in it. He is put in the care of the family of a school friend, and later moves out west to Nevada along with his father (who had left his mother and him before the bombing) and his father's girlfriend.  Out there he forms a friendship with another "half-orphan" named Boris...all along taking with himself the spirited-away masterpiece.  Later he moves back to New York to stay with and work for Welty's longtime business partner, an expert antique restorer named James Hobart (or "Hobie").  But the plot and all of its twists and turns (and numerous details), along with the culmination of this story (which naturally focuses on the painting The Goldfinch), I leave to you, the reader.  I'd like to examine something else here.

Theo Decker is someone who, even before the disaster that changed his life forever, always acted on impulse, in direct response to his feelings.  And then he'd sit around and muse on what he'd done.  This set into motion more feelings in reaction, leading directly to consequential behavior.  Since he generally feels pretty crappy throughout the story, you might surmise (and you'd be correct) that his behavior isn't generally very constructive or healthy.  It isn't until he decides to turn the equation around and let his thoughts dictate his actions...letting the feelings follow those actions...that he is able to overcome his extreme despair.  But in spite of that, it is clear that despair or not, Theo Decker is constitutionally a pretty melancholy sort of human being. 

The novel seems to make the claim that each of us has to define reality for ourselves and be true to it, even if it involves antisocial and self-destructive behavior.  I don't buy into that: even I, as reclusive as I can be, recognize that while we all have our own individual natures, we also exist as social creatures and as such need to recognize as part of ourselves an appropriate sense of "good" and "bad" regarding what is acceptable behavior in that context.  While Tartt, speaking through Theo as he relates the story in the first person, does at least elevate the concept of honesty in business dealings as a social virtue, it seems that pretty much everything else should be up to individuals to decide for themselves.  One thing that I do stand with the author about, though, is that, like Theo, there are people out there who just have generally pessimistic...if not cynical...demeanors, and it's a waste of time to try to change them.

The Goldfinch, like any good story, opens up a world about which many readers may not be familiar.  It examines with a great amount of detail the antiques and art "industry" that is entrenched in New York and other cities, as well as the more seedy side of it as it relates to the criminal underworld along with its thefts and forgeries.  Having visited Manhattan in 2010, it was fun "walking" through some of the places along with Theo...