When we protest, and shout, and blog about the evil of Hollywood, we insist it is not about the artist. Love the sinner, hate the sin, right? But what we fail to understand is just how connected an artist is to his art. Even silliness is a reflection of the artist’s inner being. We don’t understand that when we tell someone what they have created is evil, the artist wonders if that is how we feel about them personally. My art is evil, therefore I am evil.