In my little mind Nicholas Sparks novels (and movies based on his novels) have a certain stigma attached to them.
Because I am a woman of the world, however (well, in that I indulge in social media), I know many—mostly women—LOVE his books and movies. I also suspect there’s the occasional guy who doesn’t mind being dragged along to a Dear John / Safe Haven / Best of Me type flick. However, the problem with offering such popular schmaltz is that some people— like yours truly—shy away from his work because of the aforementioned stigma. (And anyone who knows my tastes knows I’m far from a literary snob!)