Age thirteen, Theo Decker, son of a devoted mother and a reckless, largely absent father, survives an accident that otherwise tears his life apart. Alone and rudderless in New York, he is taken in by the family of a wealthy friend. He is tormented by an unbearable longing for his mother, and down the years clings to the thing that most reminds him of her: a small, strangely captivating painting that ultimately draws him into the criminal underworld. As he grows up, Theo learns to glide between the drawing rooms of the rich and the dusty antiques store where he works. He is alienated and in love – and his talisman, the painting, places him at the center of a narrowing, ever more dangerous circle. The Goldfinch is a haunted odyssey through present-day America and a drama of enthralling power. Combining unforgettably vivid characters and thrilling suspense, it is a beautiful, addictive triumph – a sweeping story of loss and obsession, of survival and self-invention, of the deepest mysteries of love, identity and fate.
Iโve waited a few days before reviewing this book because itโs a lot to absorb (literally at 771 pages and figuratively as my mind is still picking up on nuances) and therefore hard to put my reactions, feeling and review into words. First and foremost, this is excellent writing. Beyond superb. I had more dog-eared pages of quotes I liked I finally gave up because it was getting ridiculous. Through other reviewers I learned that it took the author 12 years to write this book. It doesnโt surprise me, although I hate to think about her editor having to read and reread each revision. The plot was seemingly simple and stolen art isnโt new to fiction, yet this author crafted a story which gave The Goldfinch (the piece of art in question) a character all its own, and created some of the most tragically damaged characters in fiction. These characters basically grew up themselves and there was a lot of reckless debauchery. This pained me as Theo and Boris both had so much to offer. Theo using terminology such as โhis clothes fell wellโ or โhis features were sharp and nervy, cavalry hero by way of concert pianistโ allowed me realize his potential to be so much more had he different circumstances and made better choices. Boris was the most sad, philosophical, daring and outright hysterical character Iโve yet to come across in fiction. I can understand why this book is getting either excellent reviews or horrible ones. Itโs easily a book that can be considered love-hate. I definitely can see why an editor had a problem shortening this book, however it did get annoying lengthy at certain parts and with certain, not so important background characters. Iโd love a novella about Hobie and his relationship with Welty as well as one about Pippaโs future.
Quotes I liked:
They want it all as detailed as possible because whenever you see flies or insects in a still life–a wilted petal, a black spot on the apple–the painter is giving you a secret message. Heโs telling you that living things donโt last–itโs all temporary. Death in life.
Well–letโs put it another way. Who was it that saidย coincidence was just G-dโs way of remaining anonymous?
Caring too much for objects can destroy you. Onlyโif you care for a thing enough, it takes on a life of its own, doesnโt it? And isnโt the whole point of thingsโbeautiful thingsโthat they connect you to some larger beauty?
We are so accustomed to disguise ourselves to others, that in the end, we become disguised to ourselves. โFrancois De La ย Rochefoucauld
A great sorrow, and one that I am only beginning to understand: we don’t get to choose our own hearts. We can’t make ourselves want what’s good for us or what’s good for other people. We don’t get to choose the people we are.
ย 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 common virtues and instead straight toward a beautiful flare of ruin, self-immolation, disaster?…If your deepest self is singing and coaxing you straight toward the bonfire, is it better to turn away? Stop your ears with wax? Ignore all the perverse glory your heart is screaming at you? Set yourself on the course that will lead you dutifully towards the norm, reasonable hours and regular medical check-ups, stable relationships and steady career advancement the New York Times and brunch on Sunday, all with the promise of being somehow a better person? Or…is it better to throw yourself head first and laughing into the holy rage calling your name?
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Review:The Measure by Nikki Erlick was a book I waited far too long to read. I just couldnโt stomach the idea that everyone in the world would find out their relative life span. The whole idea of this scared me but when my book club chose to read it, I dug in with enthusiasm.Iโm so glad I did. This book is more about life and how we live it, rather than about dying. Itโs told by a cast of eight characters who are deeply affected by the strings they received. The length of the string parallels the length of your life. All the characters are struggling with their results because even if he or she gets a long string, there will still be people they know will be gone soon.How the world at large handles the strings was so well done. People are switching boxes hoping it could change their destiny. Support groups are offered. Protests occur. The world is in a very different place. Much of this book made me think about the differences between fate and destiny. This story offers many intertwined connections between the characters that makes for a powerful and meaningful ending. Iโm so looking forward to whatโs next from this author. @nikkierlick @williammorrowbooks William Morrow ๐ Would you open a box that told you how long your lifespan is?#themeasure #scifilight#bookreader #bookclubpick #goodbookfairy... See MoreSee Less