Sergio ha comprado un cuadro moderno por una gran suma de dinero. Marcos lo odia y no puede creer que a un amigo suyo le guste una obra semejante. Iván intenta, sin éxito, apaciguar a las dos partes.
Si tu amistad está basada en un mutuo acuerdo tácito, ¿qué pasa cuando una persona hace algo completamente diferente e inesperado? La pregunta es: ¿eres quién crees que eres o eres quien tus amigos creen que eres?

Esta deslumbrante comedia de Yasmina Reza se estrenó en París en la Comédie des Champs-Elysées en octubre de 1994 donde permaneció 18 meses; en Berlin en el Teatro de la Schaubühne en octubre de 1995; en Londres en el Wyndham's Theatre en octubre de 1996; en Nueva York en el Royal Theatre en marzo de 1998 y despues en Madrid y en Barcelona.

Amusing play that on the surface is about whether a painting which is completely white can be considered art but underneath is about the friendship between 3 men. This play is best when viewed (as I was lucky enough to do several years ago); some of the humor may not come through in the print edition. ( )

An engaging work, in which a man buys a totally white painting. His friends mock his choice, and then they begin to attack each other about every conceivable aspect of their respective personalities. Pop culture psychobabble flies as each man tries to convince his friends that they are the ones in the wrong. Issues underlying their friendship eventually lead to blows. The author has captured the nature of human identity and the need for approval. We identify ourselves by our possessions and our friends seems to be the underlying message of the play; the author explores how people require other people to approve of their decisions, even when they are convinced their decision is right. Well constructed, easy to read, and definitely a play of its time. ( )

I think I'll just have to accept that Yasmina Reza isn't for me. Like The God of Carnage, I found "Art" to be an ultimately unsatisfying play. There was a lot of sound and fury that came to a rushed conclusion that resolved little of the chaos that makes up the play. Many of the ideas and conflicts presented feel half-baked and pointless, although it's easy to imagine them being entertaining when performed with a talented cast, as this play was on Broadway (which I think accounts for its Best Play Tony win, if I fancy being presumptuous, and I do.) The farce feels rather tired and the character interactions like Albee-lite. As always, it's unfair to judge a play solely on its text, and even more so when the text is in translated form, but as it stands, "Art" left me hollow. ( )

Not the best play I have ever read, but certainly better than most. I am a big fan of Yasmina Reza's fiction and her memoir, but not so much this first play I have read by her. I will continue on and read more. I do like her dialogue but "Art" seemed a little forced to me at times. ( )