Today we saw a strange and uninspiring play at the Yale Repertory Theater. It was called "The Moors", and was supposedly based on the lives of the Brontes in Haworth, UK, but Cia and I were hard pressed to see much about the real Bronte family in this weird production. I was left flat and completely bored by the whole thing. I have no clue as to why the accomplished and famed Yale Rep chose to produce such a lightweight, brainless play. I wish we could get our money back.