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.

The actual story of Diddy's life and allegations is intriguing and interesting - but this documentary only tells a a disjointed superficial tale with no depth, tabloid-like conspiracy theories and the very few actual facts and witnesses do not come across as believable or authentic. It seems the focus is on trying to create dramatic moments with audio/visual effects - but with a total lack of focus on substance.

To make matters worse - it is clearly cut for US television with constant "dramatic" cliff hangers to be placed just before commercials, followed by repetitive content to follow after the commercial break. I could live with it if the substance was there and the cliff hangers were actually exciting - but they are not. They just thought "let's put a commercial break here - and whatever we talk about just before, let's invent something dramatic". Yuk!

You also has to endure a constant dramatic soundtrack. At no time is there no dramatic music in the background.

There is so much subject matter in this case to make a good documentary - so how they have managed to screw this up so badly is quite a mystery.

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.

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.

Interesting for me here in Sweden. I follow the downfall of Diddy from a distance.

It starts all right with a look into his childhood and some good scenes with a guy called Tim Patterson. He tells about how Puff was raised and I as a viewer I get some valuable insights.

But then, it gets pretty unfocused. There are a lot of accusations - rape, drugging, violence, all you can think of. The score is like a mix of something from a horror movie and a block buster trailer. A lot of slams, eerie sounds and bombastic stuff.

Far from a minimal approach. I think it gets kind of shallow. It's more like a Wikipedia of accusations than a real movie with a solid storytelling.