Goldfinch was great. Totally deserving of that Pulitzer. I was a little thrown by the anachronisms throughout, the time frame of the entire book doesn't really make sense.
I was talking to someone about it last week and they made some offhand comment that whoever the illustrator was that did the picture of the bird on the opening page did a poor job and it was hard to believe such a crappy picture would be priceless. I then, with my snarkiest grin, informed them the titular painting exists in real life (albeit is at The Hague, not MOMA) and that's a photocopy. They were speechless.