u/Extension-While7536

There was an SNL skit about 10 years ago where a fervent Game of Thrones fan is quickly stumped on a quiz show by the question: "Name one living painter." I've been thinking about it a bit since because although I can name famous painters up to the days of maybe Jackson Pollock and Mark Rothko and like to think of myself as an appreciator of the arts, I also can't name a single painter working today. Can name tons of filmmakers, television producers, musicians and writers, but not a single living painter. I don't think I'm alone in this either. If that gap is very common among people who tend to think of themselves as fans of the arts, how/when did it happen to all of us?

I went to Fallen Angels expecting a witty night of some retro British Noel Coward humor, and was actually dozing before the curtain rose. However , by the second act of this play (no intermission), Rose Byrne and Kelli O'Hara are able to get so primordially loony that I felt like I was watching something out of Mel Brooks. They are bonkers and excellent together. Go watch this show now!!!

For me, it's that Randy Havens (Mr. Clarke) graduated from Patrick Henry High School, the school they used for the show in Stockbridge, GA.

In their ambulance conversation at the end of episode 11, was it being implied that the child Collins aborted was Robby's? Robby's face got extremely alert there when she said "I never told him." I assume he was just shocked by that fact and not by a thought it might have been his?