How much would you pay for a white painting? Would it matter who the  painter was? Would it be art? One of Marc’s best friends, Serge, has  just bought a very expensive painting. It’s about five feet by four, all  white with white diagonal lines. To Marc, the painting is a joke, but  Serge insists Marc doesn’t have the proper standard to judge the work.  Another friend, Ivan, though burdened by his own problems, allows  himself to be pulled into this disagreement. Eager to please, Ivan tells  Serge he likes the painting. Lines are drawn and these old friends  square off over the canvas, using it as an excuse to relentlessly batter  one another over various failures. As their arguments become less  theoretical and more personal, they border on destroying their  friendships. At the breaking point, Serge hands Marc a felt tip pen and  dares him: “Go on.” This is where the friendship is finally tested, and  the aftermath of action, and its reaction, affirms the power of those  bonds.