The Poetics Of “Murder, She Wrote”

    I adore Angela Lansbury.

“Murder, She Wrote,” is like a tonic for my brain. Feel free to object, but I think its ideal material for social gatherings. (Specifically, ‘Drinking Games’ or relative play such as Twister or eating obscene amounts of Halloween Candy.

The POETICS of each episode are wonderfully fun and according to its story formula, offer many chances to “Drink!”

For example:

Each time a guest-star or character role says, “JB Fletcher, the mystery writer? I LOVE your books!” Eat three handfuls of Candy Corn or chug half a pint.

When Jessica discovers the body, get out your beer funnels or that Giant Pixie Stick and guzzle.

Aristotle, Plato and Socrates postulated why the written form confines and endangers the theory as THE POETCS written by Aristotle mutated into 15th Century Neoclassical Ideals. Break the “Three Unities,” and die.

But in this case, the rules mean more fun, candy, beer, and yes, more people die.

Thanks JB!

Post your “Murder, She Wrote,” Poetics Game in the comments.

Xoxo, Gidgie