They do more than just ninny about in elaborate hats, thank Christ: Suffragette reviewed

Suffragette is one of those films in which the parts are greater than the sum. Or, in this instance, the part, singular, as it’s Carey Mulligan’s central performance that gives this the emotional power it might otherwise lack, and the sense of involvement it might otherwise lack, and she therefore saves the day, thank Christ. This is a story that deserves to be told, and it would have been a tragedy had it entirely got away. Here we do, at least, see that these women didn’t just ninny about while wearing elaborate hats, as the stereotype sometimes has it, but were astoundingly heroic and brave, enduring endless rounds of prison and hunger strikes and being force-fed. I truly think I’d only have needed to see the force-feeding trolley coming at me the once to say: ‘OK, guys. You’ve made your point. Didn’t want to vote much, anyhow.’ I would have also got smartly out of the way of any oncoming horses.