The internationally popular game is now a fun-filled musical that brings the world鈥檚 best-known suspects to life and invites the audience to help solve the mystery: who killed Mr. Boddy, in what room, and with what weapon?
猫咪社区 will be holding auditions for the interactive and wildly entertaining Clue: The Musical. Book by Peter DePietro, Music by Galen Blum, Wayne Barker, and Vinnie Martucci, and Lyrics by Tom Chiodo, based on the Parker Brothers' Board Game.
Auditions will be held on Saturday, January 31, from 11 am to 1 pm at the college鈥檚 Performing Arts Center (Building A), One College Hill Road, Newton, N 07860. All roles are open. Callbacks will be held on Tuesday, February 3, from 6 to 8 pm.
WHAT TO PREPARE:
Auditioners are asked to prepare:
A dance combination will also be taught to all auditioners.
During callbacks on Tuesday, February 3, from 6 to 8 pm, other sides will be distributed, and auditioners will be asked to sing, perform the dance combination, and do improvisation.
THE CHARACTERS:
WHO KILLED MR. BODDY? IN WHAT ROOM? WITH WHAT WEAPON?
Clue: The Musical is presented by arrangement with Concord Theatricals.
MRS. PEACOCK.
I am Mrs. Peacock: well-known, well-traveled and well-preserved. I am the rose of the Peacock Family and Chairperson of the Board of Peacock Enterprises, a position I acquired with the death of my first husband, Anthony. My second husband, Neville, gave me an authentic Renoir; Vincenzo, my third, my villa in Capri; my fourth, a ten-carat diamond ring. I've forgotten my fifth completely. He gave me...nothing. I'm happy to say I'm a newlywed again. (Looks at her wedding ring.) Mr. Boddy just became my sixth. I have wealth. I have power. (Beat.) I have Caitlyn Jenner's [or current celebrity's] plastic surgeon.
ABOUT MRS. PEACOCK 鈥� Acerbic, manipulative, alluring socialite; plays 40s; mezzo with belt
PROFESSOR PLUM.
I am Professor Plum. BA, MA, PhD...that's me. I am an author by trade, an intellect by birth and an American by choice. You see, I was born in London, raised in New York attended Oxford and years later became part of the British Think Tank in the States. It was in Washington I met Mr. Boddy. He was a lobbyist for the oil industry. He asked me to ghost-write a book for him about government involvement in the oil industry, for a handsome fee. Indeed, I agreed. As Somerset Maughm said: "Money is like a sixth sense... (Beat.) You can't make use of the other five without it."
ABOUT PROFESSOR PLUM 鈥� Astute intellectual with a wry sense of humor; plays 30s-40s; baritone
MISS SCARLET.
I'm Miss Scarlet. I'm an actress...well, a singer... no, more like a performer. You know, I do it all. Or so that's what my men friends tell me. No one knows this, but I first met Mr. Boddy, when I was performing in Las Vegas. I opened for a dog-juggling act. It played every Tuesday at three a.m. at Billy's Lonestar Bar, Grill, Casino and Carwash. Mr. Boddy was in Vegas on business. Saw my show, loved it, and asked if I'd give him an encore in his hotel room. Well, you know me... (Beat.) I love an audience.
ABOUT MISS SCARLET 鈥� Shrewd, very attractive vixen; 20s; wide vocal range with belt
COLONEL MUSTARD.
Colonel Mustard here. I've rushed ramparts, breached barricades, and pillaged parapets...with a single strategy...to woo the one who would walk wistfully with me in matrimony. It was not denial, not disruption, not delay, but dedication that gave me the gall, the gumption, the guts to charm the lady, then to festoon my fianc茅e with the fanciest of favors. (Pause.) But she snubbed my sentiment, assailed my affections. Blasphemy. Heresy. Tyranny. The lady allied with Mr. Boddy...a most grievous ordeal. But I will defend my honor with zeal, stand my ground firm as a rock, storm the citadel of passion, and win back Mrs. Peacock. (Beat.) In the campaign to liberate the heart, stay steadfast, denounce the dastardly deeds of the detractor, and (With pomp.) never surrender.
ABOUT COLONEL MUSTARD 鈥� Pompous, randy military man; plays 40s-50s; baritone
MRS. WHITE.
Me name is Mrs. White. I hate the Mrs. part, but that's what I'm called by Mr. Boddy, who I lives with, as I'm his housekeeper, actually his cook and housekeeper, but he don't pay me enough to be called both, so I say I'm just his housekeeper, and I don't mean to say I lives with 'im, 'cause I got me own teeny, tiny room in the basement, where I sleep on a thin, thin, thin mattress on a cot what ain't fit for prisoners in a jail cell. And the food! I get scraps, leftovers...tasteless, gristly stuff the dog won't eat. And I works seven days a week - seven long, hard days with no rest for me weary bones, me weary muscles, me weary hands, feet, eyes, nose, hair. (Beat.) I need a drink.
ABOUT MRS. WHITE 鈥� Fun-loving cockney maid, portrayed by a man; plays 40s-50s; wide vocal range
MR. GREEN.
Green's the name. Money's my game. I'm sultan of the stock market, king of commodities - an entrepreneur. I got me a national chain of beauty salons called Teasin' Your Blues Away; I own the world's most popular discount air carrier, Pennies in Heaven; and I'm part of a joint venture, with Mr. Boddy, which specializes in the restoration of ancient monuments, called Colossal Nips and Tucks. Our recent project is the Great Pyramids. We're gonna protect them from the elements by covering them with vinyl siding. What a concept: sandstone-colored siding that blends into the stone, so you don't even know it's there. (Beat.) I'm a genius.
ABOUT MR. GREEN 鈥� Slick, handsome wheeler-dealer; 20s; baritone/tenor
MR. BODDY.
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, Boddy, Mr. Boddy is my name. Welcome to my home, Boddy Manor. Of tonight's event I am the planner. This fun and folly known as a game. The premise of the game is simple: Kill me - with one weapon, in one room. You won't rest easily 'Til I rest permanently. Ah, the immense joy of my doom.
Tonight, we won't save the world from ruin, We won't get a Nobel Prize, We won't win lottery jackpots, We will encounter some crackpots, Loony antics and clues to scrutinize.
Ladies and gentlemen, You will determine the conclusion of the game. The suspect, the weapon and the room are essential. You will do this by selecting cards from three decks And placing them in this envelope marked "Confidential." (BODDY motions to the confidential envelope on display as part of the set.) There are six options in each of three categories. Six, six, six...hmm...very interesting. There are two hundred and sixteen potential finales, But on only one is our game resting.
ABOUT MR. BODDY 鈥� Charismatic, handsome, playful host; 30s; soaring baritone/tenor
DETECTIVE.
I'm a hard-nosed detective, who's hard pressed to find the hard truth. I'm tough on crime, tough to talk to, and tough as nails. I turn over stones, turn over suspects and turn over when I sleep. My direct questions get direct answers. For me, yes means yes, no means no, and maybe means you're under the influence of an illegal substance. Peter may have picked a peck of pickled peppers, and she may have sold sea shells by the sea shore, but everywhere that Mary went this lamb won't be going. Is that clear?
ABOUT THE DETECTIVE 鈥� Hard-nosed, snappy, humorous female; 30s; interesting singing voice