The tightly knit crew of the Ares III mission to Mars truly seems to be enjoying its adventure. Their good-natured approach to life and work on the Red Planet makes their task look like fun, despite the inherent risks involved with being in a hostile, unfamiliar environment roughly 50 million miles from home. But that joviality quickly evaporates when a severe windstorm approaches, threatening the crew’s habitat – not to mention the viability of the mission itself. Before long, howling winds and thick dust clouds inundate their settlement, and the crew is suddenly faced with having to abort their mission.
Moreover, shakeups like this can help to make us aware of our inherent multidimensional selves, drawing attention to capabilities that have been lying dormant within us and that we never knew existed. This becomes apparent in the film, for example, when Quaid discovers his previously unknown commando tactics, skills he didn’t know he possessed but that certainly came in handy when circumstances warranted.
So while it may indeed be possible to search for the gods, will proof of their existence sufficiently satisfy our curiosity about our creators or will it leave us unfulfilled, especially since there’s the possibility of something more profound, and more elusive, than what lies beyond any such “lesser” revelations?