Diddy: The Making of a Bad Boy

Unfortunately this documentary seems to have fallen down a sensationalist hole. There is a fair amount of what appears to be damning testimony and interesting context to Diddy, his background, rise and fall, but it's seemingly constantly embellished by hot takes about childhood trauma, conspiracy theories and at times some of the personalities don't exactly come across as genuine or authentic. The result is a tabloid-like doc that doesn't feel serious.

Hopefully things will be clearer when Diddy has his day in court. It's clear that he has done some extremely awful things (the assault of Cassie is both undeniable and inexcusable), but the documentary doesn't really do much to truly help us understand the extent of his deeds one way or the other.

Diddy may be guilty but this documentary ain't nothing but here say. And quite frankly, he could sue the documentarians and everyone in this doc for slander, libel and defamation of character because there is no proof that he did anything wrong. A lot of speculation, hearsay and gossip. Again, I'm not saying he's innocent but this documentary does nothing to prove his guilt. For the future documentarians, they're not reading this but if they are, LAWYER up and/or make sure that you have proof of your statements. Even if you cloud your voice like the "former bad boy employees", you can be SUED!

I liked this documentary. I liked Tim because he confirmed for me exactly what I thought was the beginning of Puffs crazy world- His mother Janice Combs along with those in the industry who may have made Puff do things for that power.

Me , my sister and a few friends was at City College that night. We were stuck in the crowd. It was so crowded on that staircase that my feet wasn't touching the stairs anymore. I got into the gym. My friend April was one of the last people I saw get through the doors before I saw dead bodies being pulled into the gym. I did a show about this on my YouTube page years ago "Straight Talk With Ms. Tee.

Also my uncle is one of the guys who got Puff's father into the Nicky Barnes crew. Please know it's only alleged that Melvin snitched. IT'S NOT A FACT.

Just listen to some of the interviews of some of these people (dont even have to mention names, you'll recognise them by their own thought processes in their own words) setting the outdated mindset that predators are "Victims" of their environments.

Untold numbers of people, from all walks of life have gone through much worse adversity growing up, the difference is how the person is wired, people who are not predatory in their character become hyper-vigilant towards others safety-especially reflecting on how they felt/would feel in similar circumstances, if you're a deviant mindset with lack of empathy you'll become a predator yourself.

This documentary seems to have prioritized style over substance, failing to deliver the thoughtful, insightful storytelling the subject demands.

From the tiresome editing choices to the build-up that leads nowhere, the film struggles to engage its audience meaningfully. The use of bleak music during inappropriate moments felt jarring, undermining the gravity of the issues being discussed. Instead of shedding light on Sean Combs' actions with clarity and respect for the victims, the documentary veers into unnecessary sensationalism and dramatization.

While it was compelling to hear directly from some of the victims, their voices were often overshadowed by the production's flashy attempts to stylize rather than humanize. This could have been an opportunity to provide a dignified platform for those impacted and focus on presenting facts and evidence that could contribute to justice. Instead, it felt like the filmmakers were more interested in amplifying shock value.

A more restrained and authentic approach, with longer, uninterrupted focus on the victims' stories, would have lent the documentary the gravity and impact it sorely lacks. This could have been an important piece of work-unfortunately, it missed the mark entirely.