John Lithgow weighs in on backlash after joining Harry Potter series
John Lithgow isn't being intimidated by Harry Potter fans.
The actor, 79, did an interview with the Times of London published on Sunday where he addressed the backlash he's gotten for joining HBO's Harry Potter TV series because of J.K. Rowling's anti-trans controversies.
Lithgow said he 'absolutely' didn't expect to get so much hate from the author's many critics.
'Of course, it was a big decision because it's probably the last major role I'll play,' Lithgow said, reports the New York Post.
'It's an eight-year commitment so I was just thinking about mortality and that this is a very good winding-down role.'
The Conclave star revealed that before he signed onto the Harry Potter show to play Professor Albus Dumbledore, 'a very good friend who is the mother of a trans child' sent him an open letter titled 'An Open Letter to John Lithgow: Please Walk Away from Harry Potter.'
'That was the canary in the coal mine,' Lithgow said.
He added: 'I thought, 'Why is this a factor at all?' I wonder how J.K. Rowling has absorbed it. I suppose at a certain point I'll meet her, and I'm curious to talk to her.'
When asked if the backlash has made him reconsider joining the cast, Lithgow replied, 'Oh, heavens no.'
Rowling's controversial comments about the transgender community have been met with backlash over the last few years. Harry Potter movie stars Daniel Radcliffe and Emma Watson even spoke out to publicly disagree with her back in 2020.
Despite her views, Rowling is one of the executive producers of HBO's television adaptation of her famous book series.
HBO CEO Casey Bloys confirmed in November that Rowling has 'been fairly involved' in the making of the show, which is expected to debut on Max in 2026.
'She was very involved in the process of selecting the writer and the director,' Bloys told reporters at a press event. 'I imagine she'll have opinions on casting. It hasn't affected the casting or hiring of writers or production staff or anything, so we haven't felt any impact from that.'
Lithgow confirmed his casting in the Harry Potter series in February.
'It came as a total surprise to me,' he told Screen Rant. 'I just got the phone call up at the Sundance Film Festival for yet another film, and it was not an easy decision because it's going to define me for the last chapter of my life, I'm afraid.'
'I'm very excited. Some wonderful people are turning their attention back to Harry Potter,' continued Lithgow. 'That's why it's been such a hard decision. I'll be about 87 years old at the wrap party, but I've said yes.'
Joining Lithgow in the show are Janet McTeer as Professor Minerva McGonagall, Paapa Essiedu as Professor Severus Snape, Nick Frost as Rubeus Hagrid, Luke Thallon as Professor Quirinus Quirrell and Paul Whitehouse as Argus Filch.
The actors playing Harry, Ron and Hermione have yet to be announced.
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