Christopher Bray

She’s the top

Even Neal Gabler’s flattery can’t make the stunning singer likeable. Luckily, Streisand thrives on being disliked

issue 11 June 2016

This book is the latest in Yale’s series of Jewish Lives — though in this case Jewish Loves might be nearer the mark. Neal Gabler adores Barbra Streisand. He purports to have written a critical biography, but pretty much the only bad thing he has to say about Streisand’s 50-odd-year career (and counting — who would bet against her returning to the White House to carol the Clintons come next January?) is that Peter Bogdanovich’s picture What’s Up, Doc? is ‘junk’.

Actually it’s a work of genius, with Streisand at the top of her considerable comic game – though that’s a judgment you mightn’t want to trust any more than Gabler’s. Because when it comes to movies and records I love Barbra too. I fancy this Cleopatra per viam Modigliani something rotten. Like Gabler, I’m knocked out by the sight of her in those ‘tight satin shorts that hug her derriere’ in the boxing romcom The Main Event.

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