I’m nursing a drink at a diner, deep within the bowels of Melbourne Central station, when I realise something isn’t right. I pull a pile of crumpled Monopoly dollars from my pocket and place them on the counter. “Keep the change,” I say.
I’ve just wrapped up at Monopoly Dreams, a new attraction in Melbourne, Australia that bills itself as a “fully immersive and interactive Monopoly experience”. It’s essentially a theme park backed by big bucks, real and paper: a $20m adaptation of the Hasbro board game that’s sold more than 275m copies. And yet something feels off.
