Hogar Noticias Según los informes, HBO en las conversaciones finales con John Lithgow para jugar a Dumbledore en la serie Harry Potter

Según los informes, HBO en las conversaciones finales con John Lithgow para jugar a Dumbledore en la serie Harry Potter

Autor : Scarlett Actualizar : Feb 22,2025

Según los informes, HBO se encuentra en negociaciones avanzadas con el aclamado actor John Lithgow, conocido por su papel de Lord Farquaad en Shrek , para retratar al icónico director de Hogwarts Albus Dumbledore en su próxima serie Harry Potter .

Si bien Variety sugiere que Lithgow está llegando a un acuerdo, HBO permanece de labios apretados, disminuyendo para confirmar el casting. Esto sigue a los informes de noviembre nombrando a Mark Rylance como el favorito para el papel de Dumbledore.

"Entendemos el considerable zumbido que rodea este proyecto", declaró un portavoz de HBO. "Sin embargo, solo confirmaremos los detalles de lanzamiento una vez que se finalicen los acuerdos".

Los extensos créditos de Lithgow incluyen el mundo según Garp , Términos de cariño , Footloose , dexter y la corona .

John Lithgow. Foto de Christopher Polk/Variety a través de Getty Images.

A pesar de numerosos informes, el proceso de casting sigue siendo en gran medida confidencial. HBO busca activamente actores para los roles de Harry, Hermione y Ron, según los informes, ya que ya eligió a Paapa Essiedu como Severus Snape.

La serie priorizará el talento británico, reflejando las películas. Esto quizás no sea sorprendente dado J.K. La participación de Rowling informó en el proceso de lanzamiento.

Anunciada en abril de 2023, la serie Harry Potter apunta a una adaptación fiel de los libros, prometiendo una narrativa más matizada y detallada que las adaptaciones cinematográficas permitidas. Sucesión Los productores Francesca Gardiner y Mark Mylod (también un Juego de Tronos Veterano) supervisarán la dirección y la escritura de la serie.

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