PositiveThe Jewish Chronicle\"Don’t go expecting false modesty from Streisand in this 1,000-page love letter to herself. And, one might ask, why would you? ... Blowing her own trumpet is something that comes very easily to Streisand in this book; and she does so with characteristic nonchalance ... My Name is Barbra, which is peppered with Yiddish phrases throughout, mixes a winning candor with hilariously outlandish self-congratulatory pronouncement ... Throughout this exhaustive, exhausting book, one cannot help but admire her chutzpah.\
