You Know, I Love Jack White's Music...

But I kind of think I never, EVER want to date the guy.  Which I suppose raises an interesting question: when is it okay to say someone's art makes them someone you want to avoid?  I think I'd have a hard time treating Eli Roth like a normal person given the deep levels of sadism in his movies.  And I think Damien Hirst would deeply annoy me--I prefer my con artists actually clever and charming, thank you, like Barbara Stanwyck in The Lady Eve.  But I guess even though I find this video a little scary, I think I could still have a pleasant conversation with White without feeling like I needed to register my disapproval.  So where does that brightline get drawn?