I have heard a very good review of this book compare The Goldfinch to Harry Potter (a boy alone in the world embarks on epic life, has magical objects), but I think it might actually borrow more from the show Scandal. Like Shonda Rhimes, Donna Tartt is excellent at creating juicy tension and improbable scenarios that you still feel committed to seeing through to the end. This gives the book a pulpy feel, which sometimes is overwhelmed by her literary bravado ripped straight from Dickens. I like the Scandal parts of this book a lot more than the Dickens parts of this book. In other words, when Tart embraces the idea that people who do morally questionable things are more glamorous and thus more fun, I am with her. When morality itself is discussed and debated abstractly in the book (ala’ Dickens) I kind of wanted to give up on the book.
If you loved early Tartt, you will appreciate the delicious and immersive quality of her writing, but with The Goldfinch she is trying to write a BIG book (literally 700+ pages) and it kind of makes me miss the lack of pretense in her early work. I was bored in parts of this book, and I am not always sure my boredom was worth it.