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My criticism of Annie Hall now seems overstated, but I did make it in the belief that it's still a brilliant film, just not quite as brilliant as it seemed when I first fell in love with it in my teens. Whereas Manhattan seems to have aged even better, perhaps because as I've gotten older its exploration of mid-life crises seems even more resonant than it did when I first saw it. I loved it then but, upon re-watching it the other day, I came to the realisation that I hadn't quite got it before. Plus I'm now more able to get some of the more literary jokes that, in my teens, sounded impressive but I never quite understood.
Either way, while I've not seen a lot of his more recent stuff, I agree that his 'middle period' (if we can call it that) stands up to any filmmaker from that era.
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