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Donna Tartt’s ‘The Goldfinch’: tethered to heartbreaking loss

“The Goldfinch,” Donna Tartt’s first novel in 10 years, is a beautifully written page-turner about a grieving young man trying to recover from the violent death of his mother. Tartt reads Oct. 25 at the Seattle Public Library.

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Donna Tartt

The author of “The Goldfinch” will appear at 7 p.m. Friday in the Microsoft auditorium of The Seattle Public Library, 1000 Fourth Ave., Seattle; free (206-386-4636 or

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‘The Goldfinch’

by Donna Tartt

Little, Brown, 771 pp., $30

The Nietzsche quote “We have art in order not to die from the truth” prefaces a section in Donna Tartt’s masterful page-turner “The Goldfinch”; it elegantly sums up something the book’s hero is, for most of its length, too young to understand. Theo Decker, a 13-year-old New Yorker, loses his beloved mother in a bombing attack on the Metropolitan Museum of Art in the late 1990s. He manages to escape, taking with him in his suffocating confusion a small yellow-hued painting by the Dutch painter Fabritius; a goldfinch, tethered to a perch, gazing out at the viewer.

And so begins a long, sad, beautifully written first-person adventure for Theo and for the painting, chained together by fate. The bird — “the neat, compact way it tucked down inside itself” — reminds him of his mother, and the painting of a day he can never forget; he doesn’t know how to give the painting back, and isn’t sure he wants to. Over 14 years Theo wanders — to the home of a wealthy friend, where the calm and order help him believe that perhaps he’ll be all right; to Las Vegas, with his shady father, who comes to claim him, and where “all trace of [his mother] seemed burned away in the thin desert air”; back to New York again; and ultimately overseas. Through it all, he fights against a terrible loneliness, with drugs, alcohol and the wrong women.

You can see echoes of Tartt’s blockbuster first novel, 1992’s “The Secret History,” here — the poignant solitude of the young male protagonist; the long days spent drunk or high, as if time was something not just to kill, but to annihilate; the desperate attempts to squash a deed that can’t be undone. And you find, throughout the pages, tiny homages to Dickens: a curiosity shop, an Artful Dodger, a Miss Havisham, a lovely girl named Pippa who’s called Pip. (Tartt has a little fun with this: Theo reports that the other section of his Honors English class is reading “Great Expectations,” while he’s instead assigned “Walden.”) The plot feels Dickensian — a young man, orphaned for much of the book, trying to find love, fortune and a place to belong — as does the structure. You follow “The Goldfinch” breathlessly, as you would a serial; things keep happening to Theo, and putting the book down seems unthinkable.

Like her two previous works (Tartt produces a novel every decade, following “The Secret History” with “The Little Friend”), “The Goldfinch” is long and eventful, with a few passages that might have stood a little trimming. (Theo’s time in Las Vegas, mostly spent drunk, feels overlong — though, surely, it felt that way for Theo too.) And its ending, though hardly a fairy tale, feels rather neatly wrapped up.

But once again, Tartt has demonstrated a remarkable ability to combine page-turning plot twists with achingly beautiful prose. You may not always like Theo, but you stay with him, remembering that this is, at heart, a boy still longing for his mother (whose character haunts the pages of this novel like a smiling ghost). It’s a story about the love of beautiful things; about spending youth searching for something undiscoverable; about how life can shackle us to a perch, unable to move forward. “There’s only a tiny heartbeat and solitude, bright sunny wall, and a sense of no escape,” Theo tells us, of the painting. “Time that doesn’t move, time that couldn’t be called time. And trapped in the heart of light: the little prisoner, unflinching.”

Moira Macdonald is the movie critic for The Seattle Times.

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