Ok, did Nicholas Sparks, author of the last dozen generic novel-turned-movies where when you think the happy couple get to be together, one of them dies, really compare himself to Shakespeare in USA Today? I’ve not seen that article, but April 1 is not that far behind us, so I’m left wondering. If he did, he’s a bigger moron than Jon Mayer. I give Sparks credit for inventing a genre of his own, as I described above: take a standard romance (blah blah blah, the nice girl has some obstacle between her and true love that she must overcome) and give it a twist – one of them dies, so they don’t really get to be happy. If you’ve seen a movie like that in the last few years – The Notebook, Nights in Rodanthe, Message in a Bottle, Dear John – then you’ve seen a Sparks story. If you haven’t seen those yet, I can’t call it a spoiler, can I? Here’s the thing, Sparky – you’re not better than Shakespeare. You’re not even different than Shakespeare. That whole Romeo and Juliet thing? As we’ve discussed here in the past, Shakes beat you to it. Romeo and Juliet is a *comedy* right up until the bodies start hitting the floor. Heck, I personally brought you to this exact comparison several months ago when I said:
Know what just crossed my mind, while thinking about the whole comedy thing? The career of Nicholas Sparks. I’ve only seen the movies not read the books, but it seems he’s cornered the market on “Can’t be together, can’t be together….oh look, they get to be together!… Oh, sh*t, he fricking *DIED*? That sucks.”
As linked above, you should check out where Cracked.com does a much better job of sending up Mr. Sparks than I ever could. I like pointing out that our “Shakespeare said it first” track record still holds. 🙂