The story of Ray Charles’s life certainly has made great fodder for a movie. And the movie is blessed with the amazing impersonation that Jamie Foxx brings to the central role. I just can’t help feeling that, for a man who was addicted to heroin and had more illegitimate children than a church leader, the film goes a little soft on him. Morally, the man was a vacuum, but the film seems to believe that since he was making great music, nothing else really mattered. The first hour of the film is really slow, with very little happening, and after a lot of build up, you finally find out the reason for Ray’s ‘issues’ with water, it actually seems like he has good reason to feel guilt. But, for most of the film, the writers seem too much in love with what Ray Charles became, instead of being honest about what kind of a self-obsessed creep he was. We know he comes right, so how about some honesty about where he has been. But I hate biographically based films, and this fresh faced film was never going to appeal to me that much. So, if you love the man’s music, or want to know his purified life story, you will love this film. And it is an excellent impersonation from the Oscar winning Jamie Foxx.