Cluedo
After-dinner Agatha Christie
Cluedo seemed to appear out of nowhere as some murdery-mystery rival to Monopoly. The posh kids had it first, probably because it featured a “study” and a “drawing room” but it wasn’t long before the whole street was testing their detective skills with plastic tools of death and cards that you had to keep in little wallets like After Eight Mints.
Essentially a glorified board version of 20 Questions (just keep asking until you guess whodunit, where-they-dunit and with what) but featuring murder, it stirred the nascent serial killer in many a small child1. Show us a grown-up who claims they didn’t secretly want to see Mrs White bludgeoned to death with the lead pipe in the bedroom and we’ll show you a suspiciously new-looking patio out in their back yard. (Of course, this almost-amusing observation conveniently ignores the fact that the actual murder victim – Dr Black - couldn’t simultaneously be one of the players.)
Quite where the stereotype characters were drawn from remains unexplained, though we suspect some play on words implicit in Mrs Peacock and Col. Mustard. And whilst it must be said that both Rev. Green and Professor Plum weren’t exactly marketed as teen heartthrobs, Miss Scarlet stirred more than just violent urges - appearing as she did on the cards as a bright red pawn with a mane of flowing blonde hair and a saucy, yet sophisticated smile. Thinking about it, any game that prompted a pre-pubescent sexual frisson from a chess piece, and that educated young Crippens as to which household items could best be used to kill, should probably have come with some form of parental advisory warning. But this was in the good old pre-PC days, so we had free rein to don our imaginary balaclavas and go a-garrotting. With the length of rope. In the kitchen.
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Reader Comments (14)
It's one of those games which was fun for a while, and I still have it somewhere, but it hasn't seen the light of day recently, owing to the fact that no-one I know is that interested in it anymore.
'Was it Miss Scarlett, in the guest bedroom, with the hand grenade?'
Mrs Peacock was actually a black-belt in martial arts and expert ventriloquist! -lmao-
having said that though, my family always had fun playing cluedo.