Opinion | Kanye West’s disturbing new video, in which he decapitates Pete Davidson, is more proof Kim Kardashian made the right choice

Are there no adults in Kanye West’s entourage?

Are there no grown-ups to say: “Yo, Ye. This music video, in which you abduct, decapitate and bury Pete Davidson is not cool, bro. Let’s storyboard a new one in which you take your kids out for ice cream or gently wash your Lamborghini Aventador.”

Forget the Gap. Given the number of loose screws in his noggin, Ye should partner Home Depot. The track “Eazy” caused a fuss earlier this year for thuggish lyrics such as: “God saved me from the crash / Just so I could beat Pete Davidson’s ass.”

Classy. As Neil Sedaka pointed out 60 years ago, “Breaking up is hard to do.” But it becomes impossible if you don’t accept the breakup. This is where Ye is at. He is dating doppelgangers of ex-wife Kim Kardashian while begging God to reunite them. He believes her new beau, Davidson, detonated a mushroom cloud that destroyed his nuclear family.

It’s bonkers. And that’s what makes “Eazy” so disturbing.

Starting with A-ha’s “Take on Me,” music videos that blend live action with animation are always a twin exercise in mood and fantasy. This is what Ye is attempting with his black-and-white “Eazy.” The problem is the mood is deeply unsettling because Ye is indulging in a dark revenge fantasy masquerading as edgy art.

The opening shot, featuring a coffin with dry ice floating up, is laughably hackneyed. But as the video continues, we get to the Claymation sequences and red flags. A character that is obviously Davidson is brutalized. A hood is thrown over his head. He is tied up and whisked away on a four-wheel ATV toward a pre-dug hole in the desert. In some scenes, he is buried alive, with only his head showing, a visual cue for “stoned to death.” In other scenes, Ye is ghoulishly cradling Pete’s decapitated head in his right arm, like it’s a Birkin bag.

Who directed this monstrosity? ISIS?

This isn’t a music video — it’s an aspirational, stylized snuff film with a beat.

No wonder Kim Kardashian hit the eject button on her marriage.

Ye’s fans will snicker and roll their eyes, arguing “Eazy” is merely an art installation in our pixelated culture of heat-seeking attention. It’s a by-design controversy from a wilful provocateur. They will say, “The fact you are writing about this proves Ye is a PR genius!”

I’m afraid his fans are dead wrong because this twisted revenge fantasy dovetails with Ye’s unhinged remarks in the real world. Ye is very good at what he does because he’s a narcissist with a persecution complex. But that combo is a toxic stew when breaking up is hard to do.

I totally get why Kardashian is concerned for Davidson’s safety. She should be. It’s never wise to correlate entertainment and anti-social impulses. But, anecdotally, there are people who are moved to violence by what they watch or play. There are people who, in the grips of delusion, want to do right and impress the celebrities they worship.

Or merely replicate scenes on their screens.

John Hinckley Jr. tried to assassinate Ronald Reagan because he was obsessed with Jodie Foster’s character in “Taxi Driver.” Luka Magnotta, who shared a video in which he murdered Concordia student Jun Lin, was obsessed with “Basic Instinct.” You can find lots of other examples — “Dexter,” “Fight Club,” “Natural Born Killers,” “The Dark Knight,” “Breaking Bad” — that triggered what sociologists and criminologists might call a spillover effect.

You and I can watch “Scream” or “Saw” and just be spooked. We wouldn’t think to pick up a cleaver and go on a grisly rampage. That’s not true for everyone.

One scene near the end of “Eazy” is particularly unsettling, precisely because it blurs the line between art and reality. As Davidson is buried in the ground, Ye sprinkles rose seeds and waters his head. The roses bloom and Ye cuts them off, loading them into the back of a pickup truck. Last month, for Valentine’s Day, West sent his ex hundreds of roses in the back of a pickup truck that was emblazoned with, “My Vision Is Krystal Klear.”

No, it’s not. If we must swap Cs for Ks, your vision is kreepy and kovetous.

What Ye doesn’t realize is Kardashian is entitled to her own vision. It’s not all about him.

I agree with Charlamagne tha God and D. L. Hughley, who have called out Ye’s stalkerish antics. Ye, your marriage is over. Pete Davidson is not to blame. He’s a good bloke.

Knock it off already before someone gets hurt.

Kim Kardashian left you because, as this video proves, you only care about yourself.

OK, moving on. I must correct something from my last column on “Wheel of Fortune.” I was ridiculing three contestants who couldn’t solve, “Feather in my cap.” In doing so, I made a reference to a previous botched moment on the game show, involving “Self-portrait.”

But when I used asterisks for the missing letters, I wrote, “S*LF-PO*T**T.”

There should be three asterisks between the T’s. Star readers immediately flagged my folly. You people need to cut me some slack! Anyway, the first email came from Jack Cunningham, who concluded: “Congratulations, Vinay. You’ve just qualified for the ‘Idiocracy’ too.”

Touché, Mr. Cunningham. Touché!

I apologize. I regret the error. I will count my asterisks more carefully in the future.

Now please don’t dec*pitate me or b*ry me al*ve.