The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt My rating: 2 of 5 stars Finishing this book has been so tiresome that I feel accomplished at having trudged along to read through to the very end. This unnecessarily long (at 669 pages) book's central plot revolves around a teenage boy, Theo, who steals a painting in the chaos right after a bomb blast that happened at a museum he was visiting with his mother. There, he also loses his mother, suddenly becoming destitute, after which he is passed around from home to home by a combination of social services and fate. He meets many characters along the way, the most interesting of which is Boris. The painting takes on a character of its own and along with the boy's fate, the painting too has its own fate traversing continents. But, the meandering details of every single thing that Theo notices bring this book down and make it extremely tiresome and boring to read. The only time the novel picked up pace was when the character, Boris was in the thic...
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