“Mon meilleur ami”, which I saw last night is directed by Patrice Lecone who also directed “La fille sur le pont”; a movie that made an enormous impression on me when I saw it a couple of years ago. And he is the director of “Le Mari de la coiffeuse” – for all its sentimentality still one of my favorite movies.
“Mon meilleur ami” is not devoid of sentimentality itself but it raises an important question: what’s friendship when you cannot pay for it.
As one of the characters in the movie says: “We pay for love, sometimes, but we never pay for friendship.” (I’m not sure if this is true by the way.)