The ice caps are melting, the pandemic carries on and James Corden continues to be at large. But hope comes in curious forms. While Kanye West may have failed in his US presidential bid (so far), he has succeeded in spicing up the grimmest month of the year with a showmance so audacious that it threatens to redefine the genre. Perhaps it was inevitable that his rebound from Kim Kardashian would be as spectacularly extra as their seven-year marriage itself (you’ll recall that West, or Ye, as he calls himself spent four days of their honeymoon editing an Instagram picture of their wedding kiss, and used the occasion of his wife’s 40th birthday to arrange for a hologram of her late father to describe him as the ‘most, most, most, most, most genius man in the whole world’).
After Kardashian filed for divorce last February, it initially seemed that West would react with the kind of divorced dad energy unseen since Fathers4Justice scaled Parliament; in December he bought a house on Kardashian’s street and the same month begged her to ‘run back’ to him during a live-streamed concert. Instead she chose dates to Staten Island and retail parks with Saturday Night Live’s walking big-dick energy, Pete Davidson. And so West embraced a fresh form of chaos.
