By Stan Guthrie
The stars in Interstellar shine with a cold, uncaring light. God is nowhere to be found, as either an object of prayer or cursing. No pastor or theologian shows up with a word of hope or warning. The universe depicted is closed to angels or divine intervention. Only science, seasoned with a dash of human love, can save us. If we will not save ourselves, the film says, we cannot be saved. Meanwhile, the pseudo-scientific miracles required for humanity’s rescue in a godless universe make the parting of the Red Sea look like child’s play in comparison.