‘In whose name?’ Review: The Chronicle of Kanye West’s Chaos That You Never Asked For

The Prospect of Spending Nearly Two Unfiltered Hours with Kanye West, Excuse Me, Ye, Should Fill Anyone with Dread. But that’s exactly what you get with nico Balentsteros’ Documentary, Six Years in the Making and Edited Down from 3,000 Hours of Raw Footage. This Documentary Portrait of the Hip-Hop Superstar Certainly Deliveers What It Promises-An Unflining Look ShowCAZING ITS Subject’s Many inner Demons. But for Those not fascinated by the Twists and Turns of ye’s Clearly Disturbed Mind, In whose name? Makes for A Painful Viewing Experience.

The DEBUTING FILMMAKER, WHO BEGAN The PROJECT WHEN HE WAS JUST 18 YEARS OLD, CERTAINLY HAD … Access. He Sems to Be Present for Any Number of Intense Personal Moments, and How and WHY HE WAS GRANTED SUCH CLOSE PROXIMITY IS A Mystery Not Addressed in the Film. With any of the Celebrity, it would be surprising. With yee, It Sems Just As Intexplicable As Everything Else He Does.

The Filming, Which Began in 2018 and Ended in 2024 and Was Largely Shot on iPhones, Begins with Footage of Ye Interacting with A Semingly Endless Process of Celebrities, Inclangies Pharrell Williams and, in a Moment that have’t aged well, Sean Combs. It Proceeds to Document One Outrageous Incident After Another, and there is no shortage of them, including moments broth happy and not with his then-wife kardashian; They’re Seen Both Bitterly Fighting and Enjoying A Safari in Uganda with Their Children.

His 2018 Hosting of Saturday Night Livefor whohhhhhhhhhhhhhh hee a a a maha hat on Camera, is chronicled with backstage Footage of Him Being Bened Bened Bened Beated by Swiss Beatz, Effusively Praized By Chris Rock, an A Dressing-Dressing-Praged-Praced BY CLETSED BY Praied Praized Byatz. Che. Invited to the White House to Meet with Donald Trump, Yensts, “I Need to Go In Exactly The Way A Foreign Dignitary Wuld Go In.” We Also See Footage of the Meeting ITSELF, IN WHICH TRUMP SEEMS BEMUSED by Encountering Someone Even Crazier than Himself.

He Tells His Mother-in-Law Kris Jenner, “I’D Rather Be Dead Than On Medication,” Just Before Erupting in A Rage. “Mental Health Is a Health Issue. It Just SO HAPPENS THAT IT’S ON YOUR BRIN,” HE PROCLAIMS. He’s Seen Screaming at Relatings and Displaying Strong Signoia. Meeting with A Team of Swiss Architects, He Informs Them, “I Am Picasso.” And MOST DISTRBINGLY OF ALL, HE Sems to enjoy listening to Kenny g’s private rendition of “over the rainbow.”

THEN THERE’S HIS Plan to Build A Sustainable City in Wyoming. His aborted presidential Run. His bonkers listening party for his album Donda at Chicago’s Soldier Field. His backstage Meeting with Elon Musk, in Whoy Discusses Their Respect Relationship Wees (Seeming to Demonstrate A Direct Correlation Between Massice Wealth). His Friendship with Right-Wing Conspiracy Therist Candace Owens. His wearing a “white leves matter” t-shirt (“It Was A Joke!” He Later Insists). His anti-semic posts. And so on, and on, and on.

Eventuly all the Controversy and Turmoil Comes Back to Bite Him, with Corporation Cutting Him Off Left and Right and His Numeros Hugelly Successful Product Lines in Tatters.

Although In whose name? is pretentouosly divides into a prologue and “Act 1, Act 2,” etc., IT Never Achieves Real Cohesiveness. Althugh to be fair, whohn you’re dealing with someone so mercurial, that was probably a lost cause. But yee does reveal astut with he Advises his chronicler to Apply Some Shape to The Sprawling Material. OtherJise, It’s Just “One Antic to the Next Antic,“ He Complains. Indeed.