In some esoteric circles, there is a theory that the planets are spaceships, and the moon is the “ship” on which our ancestors arrived.
The Chinese friends had a whole film epic, which could well be divided into a series.
Hollywood is long gone. And tired of all these horror movies, where in space you are only waiting for that terrible monsters and viruses, eager to invade you and drink your brains from the inside.
And here is a man alone with open space, struggling with the elements and himself (the consequences of his own decisions).
It is useful to look at human civilization from the outside. And to understand what we really want, wars and petty pleasures, or can we set a common goal and make plans for hundreds of years to come?