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When an art lover buys what is, in essence, a pure, white painting for horse-choking sum, his best friend goes ballistic. Yet, a third friends gets squeezed in the middle. Questions about the meaning of strange modern art and strange modern friendships — and how they're sometimes not all that different — fly thick in the limelight |
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"A remarkably wise, witty and intelligent comedy — has touched a universal nerve." — The London Times "Chic, short and wickedly, perceptively funny, it's the perfect West End Play." — Nick Curtis, Evening Standard Nonstop crossfire of crackling language, serious issues of life and art — Jack Kroll, Newsweek |