Taut, often eye-opening ... A thread running throughout is one of bitterness toward Biden’s inner circle, whom Harris felt had been poisoning the well since she first took office ... Does an excellent job of conveying the difficulty of seeking — and occupying — high office, and suggests that if she’d won, Harris’ resilience and ambition would have served her well as the leader of the free world. Many of her insights are astute, though occasionally tinged with rancor ... he brilliant, charismatic woman who came close to breaking the ultimate glass ceiling has given us an essential portrait of an unforgettable turning point in her journey, but 107 Days is mainly absent the perspective and blueprint for going forward that so many of us hunger for. A few years out, that wisdom may come.
Anyone reading Kamala Harris’s 107 Days will ask why the former vice president wrote this book ... Is she...going to run for president again? If so, this book will do anything but help ... Serves only to show how achingly dull she is. It also shows how disconnected she is from the many ordinary Americans who don’t share her entrenched progressive values.
Political figures aren’t known for baring their hearts and souls in their books ... There was speculation that this might be a different kind of memoir. But even Brooks’s estimable talents can’t entirely make up for an obvious reluctance on Harris’s part to let down her guard, even now ... The book’s structure accommodates this aversion to reflection ... A different kind of politician might have been able to thread the needle. But Harris has never been known to answer skillfully when pressed on a campaign trail.
Harris’s total confidence in victory is barely believable. Seeing this on the page makes for a bizarre reading experience ... Written surprisingly well. On top of that, it’s jolly gossipy ... I enjoyed it all ... this is the most interesting thing Kamala Harris has ever done.
This account of her campaign is fascinating, although not always for the reasons she intends. It is an odd mixture of grievance, justification and self-aggrandisement, with a large dollop of accidental self-parody ... It is also thrillingly catty ... This memoir is a monument to Biden’s failures and Harris’s too, even if the latter are mostly omitted.
I don’t know if Harris found writing 107 Days cathartic, but reading it certainly wasn’t. Instead, the book, which unfolds in strictly chronological order, is a frustrating slog. It seems likely to alienate her critics further and provides no closure or hope for her supporters ... Which isn’t to say there aren’t some real insights ... But while Harris doesn’t refrain from criticising Biden, she doesn’t go full-throttle either, remaining guarded on some of the key questions that still trouble people ... As for any Harris supporters hoping 107 Days might bring closure or optimism, they will also be sorely disappointed.
A a very similar book to Six Crises: an exercise in taking stock and blame shifting, with an eye toward a future presidential bid ... In painting such a devastating picture of Biden, Harris raises questions about her own political judgment.
Kamala Harris’s 304-page excuse for why she lost ... The surreal tone, and the unwillingness to ponder what the voters actually wanted…is so vast that it becomes clear her only aim is to defend her reputation, not reflect on the consequences of her and Biden’s cowardice and solipsism ... She is incurious about the populist age in which we live ... Having offered this contentless, self-exculpating analysis, she concludes that politics is so broken that she no longer thinks working inside the system can solve anything ... The entire premise of the book is a revealing self-deception.
