Fire and Fury: Inside the Trump White House

To quote Sean Spicer, aka Spicey, “You can't make this shit up.” Fire and Fury is funny, dishy, and almost unbelievable–and yet. However, Wolff often tries to cram too many ideas into one sentence, sacrificing clarity for sensationalism. I agree partly with other reviewers who say that there's little here that most people don't already know, or couldn't hear about elsewhere. I also often questioned how in the world Wolff was privy to certain statements or conversations. For instance, how in the world did he overheard Ivanka walking down the steps on her cell phone, saying, “I know it's a mess, we're trying to fix it”? There are statements made in here that someone like me, a researcher and a cynic, would want to double-check, but there aren't any footnotes in the book.
Wolff is also clearly awed by Steve Bannon, who arguably acts as the subject of this book more than Trump does. The book is subtitled Inside the Trump White House, meaning that it is more about the staff than The Donald. Wolff mostly focuses on Bannon's relationship with Jarvanka, Jarvanka's relationship with Bannon, and any other combination. Trump is treated like the elephant in the room, like something that has already occurred despite everyone's best efforts and must now be managed as discreetly as possible.
Overall, I started out with the book feeling like I was being let in on a juicy secret, but more than halfway through, it got stale and hard to follow. Take this review for what it is, though; I'd wager that those of you who are reading it either have already read the book, or have no plans to do so.