Classic Donna Tartt, possibly even better than A Secret History I daresay. The same pondering on the meaning of being human, characters generally self destructive and nihilistic, lost in the tug and pull of circumstances and compelling desires. 
 The setting however is very different. Instead of Greek mythology in the lost reaches of New England, we are introduced to the world of paintings, antiques in the bustle of New York and the wastes of sub urban Las Vegas. Indeed, human attachment to beautiful objects is a primary theme in the story. 
 She does tend to dwell on things a little bit, and I found her need to ramble on describing things like coffee shops and landscapes a little trying. But plowing through this long tome is worth it to find out what happens to the characters. 
 Ultimately what makes this book memorable is the way Tartt describes emotions and feelings, the psychological reactions of her characters to things that confront them, surreal and insightful, wish I could write like that without coming off sounding plaintive and emo.