A substantial slice of socio-history cut with plain yogurt and a glob of treacle, then pulse-puréed to a smooth, hyper-digestible consistency, Made in Dagenham tastes how I imagine a feminist placebo might. The true story (an account of British woman machinists who strike for equal pay in 1968) and the star (the ineffable Sally Hawkins) are bound up in director Nigel Cole’s recipe for a film that’s passable in every available way.
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REVIEW: Sally Hawkins Strikes in Semi-Rousing Made in Dagenham
