Chris Willman Senior Music Writer and Chief Music Critic Hello, beautiful. That’s what some Barbra Streisand fans have been murmuring to their physical editions of “My Name Is Barbra,” her memoir, since it came out one month ago, and over that time has become a nightly bedtime companion (its 970-page length not quite built for bingeing), as well as a sort of objet d’art, and objet d’heft.
Streisand may be the only entertainer alive whose multifaceted career merits all that and possibly more, to the point that, as the book nears its index-less close, a tireless reader might reasonably wish it’d actually cracked the four-figure page mark.
With some of the book’s more relaxed buyers just now crossing the finish line, Streisand is ready to talk a bit more about it.
Variety got on the phone with her and, while ours was hardly as epic a conversation as the marathon she did with Howard Stern, a sense of who she is comes through in even a briefer chat, one that feels like a natural continuation of the utterly conversational tone of the memoir.
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