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Ai en los carteles de Marvel Fantastic Four desacreditados

Autor : Sebastian Actualizar : Feb 24,2025

Marvel niega la participación de la IA en la creación del póster "Fantastic Four: First Steps", a pesar de la especulación de los fanáticos. La campaña de marketing se lanzó esta semana con un avance de trailer y varios carteles de redes sociales. Un póster, sin embargo, provocó controversia debido a un hombre aparentemente de cuatro dedos.

Four-fingered man in Fantastic Four poster

Los fanáticos también señalaron caras duplicadas, direcciones de mirada inconsistente y extremidades extrañamente proporcionadas, alimentando aún más las sospechas de uso de la IA. Un portavoz de Disney/Marvel, sin embargo, declaró que la IA no se usaba.

La anomalía de cuatro dedos ha provocado varias teorías: un dedo escondido detrás de un asta de asta (considerado improbable), un simple error de Photoshop o una falta general de atención al detalle en la creación del póster. Otros elementos cuestionables, como caras repetidas, podrían explicarse por técnicas comunes de postproducción como copiar y pegar actores de fondo.

Additional stills from The Fantastic Four: First Steps trailer IMGP%IMGPIMGP%

La falta de explicación adicional de Marvel deja espacio para la especulación continua. Independientemente de la causa, el debate ha aumentado el escrutinio en futuros materiales de marketing. Se anticipan más detalles sobre "Cuatro fantásticos: primeros pasos", incluidas las características de Galactus y Doctor Doom.

¿El póster de "Cuatro fantásticos: primeros pasos" creó con AI? Additional stills from The Fantastic Four: First Steps trailer

Additional stills from The Fantastic Four: First Steps trailer

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