A Cinematic Friday: With Anne with An E

By Kriti, BA Hons Philosophy , 2nd Year

Edited and Designed by Mannat , BA Hons Psychology ,2nd Year

Friday holds a meaning, it is magic, almost unbelievable, indescribable. A quiet sense of joy. After five long days spent in exhaustion, surrounded by endless traffic noise and the weight of assignments and classes, all we crave is a little Friday-like a favourite dish made by a mother’s hands, like the comfort of going home after being lost.

My cinematic Friday revolves around Anne with an E, a Netflix series based on the timeless story by L.M. Montgomery.

The landscape pulls me in- a green, lush blanket stretching endlessly, a small hut with a river meandering gently beside it, like a dream come true. It feels like a piece of art we once tried to draw in childhood.

The show brings Green Gables to life in ways the book can’t -some scenes feel bigger, more dramatic, and the emotions hit harder, while others are softer, quieter, letting you linger in a moment longer than the page ever could. The series gives a different perspective of everyone’s story, showing deep emotions through their expressions, while the book focuses more deeply on the perspective of Anne. The show also adds its own melodies, using music and songs to show certain scenes and moments, making it emotionally vivid. Watching Anne’s world on screen is different from reading about it; the colors, the landscapes, and the soundtrack all add layers of life. Yet the book has magic of its own kind, allowing space for imagination to run wild, letting me fill in the emptiness and dream in my own way.

The innocence of Anne changes the world into a peaceful and gentle place, where even normal moments feel like magic. It tells the story of a curious little girl, Anne Shirley, with long red braids, freckles to trace like constellations, and a wild imagination. The show digs into the ache of never quite belonging. It carries a gentle sadness, captured in both the book and the show, the longing to find a warm home when all you have is a house with four walls.

Each episode feels like a much-needed pause. The journey awakens something within me, perhaps my inner child. And as the episode ends along with my day, I sit quietly, embracing the catharsis of being in the moment.