You'll Never Get Rich (1941)

Robert Curtis’ (Fred Astaire) boss’ (Robert Benchley, who keeps c-blocking Astaire all thru the film) attempts at seducing a chorus girl (Rita Hayworth) are discovered by his wife and he pressures Astaire to act as if it is he who in love with Hayworth. This is exactly what Hayworth wanted, but not done in this manner, not realizing Astaire is just as much a pawn as she is.

Astaire is only too happy to be drafted into the army when a series of circumstances make it seem as if he’s being forced into a shot gun wedding.

Astaire’s light physique requires him to hide a 5 lbs. lead weight to cheat his way into the Army.

And, despite contrasting costume colors, he is somewhat lost in the middle of all those leggy chorus girls (wouldn't some of these numbers work better in Technicolor?); he is better showcased when dancing by himself or with a single partner.

One question I always ask myself is: Are the tapping/clapping sound effects Astaire himself on the dance floor, or is there Foley work involved?

It’d be nearly impossible to present a graceful dancer as Astaire as a klutz to repeat the basic comedic formula of wartime comedies; instead, a double-talking character (Cliff Nazarro) is introduced to cause confusion in the ranks.

Donald MacBride (“Jumping Butterballs!” himself) is on-hand as a drill sergeant to complain about Astaire’s fancy footwork while marching.

Music by Cole Porter was nominated for an Oscar.