“One thing led to another,” writes Barbra Streisand, recalling what she refers to elegantly as her first love affair. “I'm not going to go into details.” In her much-anticipated first memoir, released after a packed few years of celebrity tell-alls, it seems a stark statement of intent. It says “if you're looking for gossip, go elsewhere. I'm an artist.”
Indeed, in this doorstop of a book there are only a few moments where one imagines the legend of theatre, film and music hesitating to share something that might position her as anything other than an in-control icon-in-the-making. The sheer ambition of this intricately woven memoir, though, makes it a fascinating read.
