Anna återfår inte hennes minnen under filmen. Frozen s författare / regissör Jennifer Lee har bekräftat detta på Twitter :
Anna hade fyllt henne, Anna ville veta att hennes minne om skridskoåkning med Elsa var en falsk, trots att hon inte hade sina gamla minnen tillbaka.
Dessutom följer en uppföljningsbok, Minne och magi , att Anna försöker få tillbaka sina förlorade minnen:
After years apart, Anna and Elsa are finally getting to know each other as sisters. But Anna still wishes she could remember the magical times they had together when they were younger—skating and making snowmen, even in the middle of summer! An eager young troll claims he can restore the memories that Pabbie removed, but Elsa's not so sure. Maybe it's time to make new memories!
Om hon kommer att återfå sina förlorade minnen i den kommande boken återstår att se.
Uppdatering: Minne och magi är ute nu. Det bekräftar att Anna inte får tillbaka sina minnen. En troll som heter Brock ger henne en dryck och försöker använda en stavning för att återställa dem, men han kan inte.
But Anna was still hopeful. Just because Brocks magic looked different didn't mean it didn't work.
"Now I'm going to ask you some questions, Just Anna," Brock said. "The answers will prove that my magic has worked!"
Anna nodded. Elsa looked at Brock expectantly.
"First question: what color is the sky?" Brock asked.
"Blue," Anna answered.
The troll looked very pleased. "What color is your hair?" he asked.
"Red," Anna replied easily.
"What does this have to do with anything?" Kristoff grumbled.
"I beg you not to interrupt, Book Crusher," Brock said. Kristoff opened his mouth to argue, but Elsa silenced him with a look.
Brock looked eagerly at Anna. "What is your favorite food?"
"Chocolate," Anna said.
"Aha!" Brock exclaimed. "Success! Your memory is saved, Just Anna!"
"Brock, you offered to restore my memories of Elsa's magic! From our childhood! None of those questions had anything to do with magic!" Anna said.
Brock the Mystical scratched his chin thoughtfully. "Oh, right," he said. "I knew I forgot something. Maybe you should cluck some more."
Anna's mind clouded with disappointment. Brock wasn't mystical. He certainly wasn't going to be powerful like Grand Pabbie. He was nothing more than a kooky little troll who liked to brew awful potions.
Anna's shoulders slumped. She glanced at Elsa and Kristoff, expecting them to say "I told you so." But they both looked just as disappointed as she felt. Anna realized suddenly that they both had been hoping it would work, too. They really cared about her. It made Anna feel just a little bit better.
Anna bestämmer att hon kan acceptera att hon inte får tillbaka sina riktiga minnen eftersom hon har Elsa att berätta för henne vad som verkligen hände.
After the smoke cleared, the trolls gave a hearty cheer. They were relieved that Queen Elsa had stopped the fire and that no one had been hurt. The forest was safe once again.
The trolls invited Brock to stay with them until his hut was rebuilt. Anna, Elsa, and Kristoff helped him gather his belongings from the rubble. The damage wasn't as bad as they had first thought. They were even able to save some of his moldy books.
Brock was still convinced that his potion had restored Anna's memories. Kristoff was eager to tell him the truth, but Anna didn't have the heart. Brock had tried his best to help her. The troll deserved to remember as much magic as he wanted to.
That night at the castle, Anna and Elsa sat down to dinner. Anna was excited to recall the day's events.
"I can't believe I actually clucked like a chicken!" she said.
"I can't believe you actually drank that awful potion," Elsa laughed. "The smell was horrible!"
Anna thought about how determined she had been to get her memories back. It had been important to her to remember on her own. Only that morning, she had felt like a puzzle with pieces missing. But this afternoon, all that had changed.
Anna realized that her memories weren't missing. As long as Elsa was there, the puzzle was complete. Elsa could remember the magic and Anna could remember the laughter. Together, they were a winning combination.
