Honestly, a five hundred page treatise on Legolas's hair (from the Lord Of The Ring movies) would have been more fascinating than "The Goldfinch" (or Lucius Malfoy's hair for that matter). 
 The coming of age story of Theo Decker who is all of smart wit, bad decisions and unpredictable moments of intelligence, becomes boring and unlikable as the novel (years, since its coming of age and everything) progresses. 
 This book was an exercise in patience and since I managed to finish it in two and half days (GO ME!), I will reward myself a tub of ice-cream and watch bad reality TV.