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George R.R. Martin llama a Game of Thrones muestran a un caballero de los siete reinos "una adaptación tan fiel como un hombre razonable podría esperar"

Autor : Stella Actualizar : Feb 26,2025

George R.R. Martin, autor de A Song of Ice and Fire , ha declarado su entusiasmo por el próximo Game of Thrones Prequel, un caballero de los siete reinos , llamándolo "una adaptación tan fiel como se podría esperar razonablemente "

En una publicación de blog reciente, Martin reveló que HBO ha completado la filmación para la serie de seis episodios, anticipando un lanzamiento "Más adelante este año", posiblemente en el otoño. A diferencia de su experiencia previa con House of the Dragon , Martin expresó una fuerte aprobación para esta adaptación.

"Habiendo visto los seis episodios (los dos últimos en cortes rugosos), estaba completamente cautivado", escribió Martin. "Dunk y Egg siempre han ocupado un lugar especial en mi corazón, y los actores que retratan son excepcionalmente talentosos. Todo el elenco es excelente; te impresiona especialmente la tormenta risa y Tanselle demasiado".

Hizo hincapié en la fidelidad de la serie a The Sobed Knight , la primera novela de inmersión y huevo: "Es una adaptación tan fiel como uno podría esperar razonablemente (y todos saben lo increíblemente razonable que soy sobre ese tema)".

Sin embargo, Martin advirtió a los espectadores que esperaban secuencias de acción a gran escala. "Si bien hay una escena de pelea emocionante, no hay dragones, batallas masivas o caminantes blancos", explicó. "Es una historia impulsada por los personajes, centrándose en temas del deber, el honor y la caballería".

Un caballero de los Seven Kingdoms* está protagonizada por Peter Claffey como Ser Duncan the Tall (Dunk) y Dexter Sol Ansell como Príncipe Aegon Targaryen (Egg). Aunque el estreno aún está a meses de distancia, HBO ya ha presentado varias imágenes y un tráiler de teaser corto.

Martin concluyó su publicación con un recordatorio juguetón de su trabajo continuo en The Winds of Winter : "Lo siguiente es adaptar 'la espada jurada', el segundo cuento de huevo y huevo. Y después de completar los vientos del invierno , yo '' Necesitará abordar 'The Village Hero' y las otras historias que esperan en las alas.

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