Clue, The Musical, at the Organic Theater. Why would anyone go see a stage version of a whodunit board game? Two reasons: either to have the fun of "playing" the game with a theater full of strangers, or to enjoy the witty, clever material the game inspired. Clue, The Musical falls short on both counts. Unlike the seemingly immortal Shear Madness, in which viewers vote on the killer's identity, the murderer here is chosen at the show's start by a few selected audience members who blindly draw cards, so the audience has no real stake in figuring out which one of Mr. Boddy's color-coordinated guests--Professor Plum, Colonel Mustard, Miss Scarlet, etc--killed their nasty host. And while composers Galen Blum, Wayne Barker, and Vinnie Martucci have turned out competent, interestingly arranged songs (very well played by a trio led by pianist Andrew Blendermann), Tom Chiodo's lyrics and director Peter De Pietro's script are functional at best and stupid at worst. The earnest, energetic cast do their best to redeem the DOA dialogue, to little avail. Hopeful theatergoers are left watching other people play a game we could have more fun playing ourselves. At home.
This might be passable after-dinner entertainment at a Parker Brothers stockholders' meeting, but in a regular commercial theater it's a bore.