I stopped paying attention to the Oscars when the first SW film was beaten out by a movie by Woody Allen and his girlfriend, about Woody Allen and his girlfriend, starring Woody Allen and his girlfriend as Woody Allen and his girlfriend (what an acting stretch that must have been).
Be that as it may, . . . So Dickens wrote serialized stuff. So what. So did Doyle. So did a lot of excellent writers. Kind of demonstrates my point that nobody who expects to be paid writes intentionally unpopular fiction; therefore the distinction between "popular" and "literary" fiction is even more artificial than the distinction between "popular" and "classical" music. (Folk music, genuine folk music, the kind for which the composer of any given piece, assuming it even has a single composer, is lost to history, is another animal entirely, although occasionally a composer will crib off what he assumed was a folk tune, only to find out that the original composer is not only known but still alive and still enforcing the copyright.)