This musical starts with every cliche in the movies and keeps adding more. It has an Italian barber who wants to get his Greek nephew into a Broadway production (I guess the scriptwriter regarded all European ethnic groups as interchangeable). Add to this his involvement with a couple of real dodos who spend on personal items all the money he gave them for betting on a horse in a steeplechase. They meet a handsome Broadway producer and his wealthy financier as well as a cute dancer and singer who is trying to rescue that horse when the financier discards him for injuring a tendon. Every song is lackluster with the exception of Judy Garland's "Dear Mr. Gable".In fact, the horse and Ms. Garland are the only reasons to endure this musical. Even Robert Taylor's scenes fail to capture much interest. Watching "Broadway Melody of 1938" only reminds me of why I like "The Goldwyn Follies" from that time period so much more. At least that one had George and Ira Gershwin.