By Alan Carter
October 09, 1989 12:00 PM

Showtime (Sun., Oct. 8, 8 P.M. ET)


Okay, I admit it, I am terminally unhip. I like Barry Manilow. Even if his sweetness gives you a toothache, you can’t deny that Manilow loves putting on a show. And here, in a personal “musical journey,” he is at the top of his exuberant game. This show, taped during the run of his recent one-man Broadway effort, has some lulls. Really, Bar’, we could have done without your discussing your failed marriage. Fortunately, he more than makes up for the lapses with a heartfelt rendition of his first hit, “Mandy,” and a medley of other smashes including “Old Songs,” “Weekend in New England” and “Could It Be Magic.” There is also a pretty duet, “Some Good Things Never Last,” with backup singer Debra Byrd. Too bad, however, Manilow insists on singing the pretentious “I Write the Songs.” Even I always hated that one. And he doesn’t do my favorite, “New York City Rhythm,” either. Pout, pout. Points off for that.