I mean you'll probably end up kicking James Woods' ass in that game, but I see what you're saying. He's a vile little fart of a man.
It's difficult to separate artist from art for me, and I know not everybody feels the same. It was a point of debate at our Christmas this year; when, on the old compilation CD, Gary Glitter's "Rock and Roll Christmas" came on, do we skip? I personally said yes, but my Dad was adamant that his memories were of the song, not the artist.
I find it tough though, really tough; I'm still pissed because Morgan Freeman potentially being a creep has spoiled his role as a kindly (criminal) friend in Shawshank. Despite being a big Beatles fan, I find John Lennon's peace and love shtick hard to absorb anymore after finding out he was a bastard most of the time. And yes, James Woods, despite his silky smooth voice, is a gigantic turd.
YMMV on this sort of thing. If you want to forego something as a statement, you can. But If you can look past it, that's fine too.