Vulture
Britney Spears and Kevin Federline in those proverbial ‘happier times’ of 2004. Photo: Getty
In an ordinary month we might be very much “here” for the tell-all memoir of a celebrity ex-spouse.
If, say, Nicole Kidman wanted to violate a nuclear-grade NDA and unleash the furies of Scientology upon herself by giving us the skinny on Tom Cruise, it would be a publishing deal we could get behind.