I’m a big Woody Allen fan. This should come as no surprise, considering as we’re both overly neurotic and read too much Camus. But in an age where sneering about Allen’s personal life and The Curse of the Jade Scorpion, rather than recognizing that Annie Hall is the great American film, is the dominant critical approach to his work, it’s easy to overlook the man’s accomplishments. So it’s nice to see the New York Times publish a glowing op-ed review of Allen’s latest humor book. Though he apparently discounts his own achievements, Allen is one of the great artists that America has produced, and it’s good for him to be recognized as such.