Horatio is one of those roles I have always imagined could be so easily played by a woman. I wasn’t sure why, really – but it occurs to me now that Horatio is playing a role in the play that is usually reserved for women in a story. He doesn’t have much identity of his own, he primarily serves Hamlet’s needs for companionship, for a sounding board, for support. This is what women do in so many stories – or at least the ones where they’re not saying. “No, you CAN’T go to war, that party, that mission, that adventure, it’s too dangerous!” But the ones that aren’t that…they’re like Horatio. Ah, I love to realize how much I have internalized the Patriarchy.