Why not take the blue pill?

Rating: 9/10 (31 December 2019)

Excellent movie. I only review the rare ones where I see something I don't see in others, and this one deserves it.
Ego, as the name indicates, is the ultimate "I, Alone" story, the brain in a vat, Descartes initial preposition when, all you have to start, is your thought. And Ego creates the world around it. The role of the observer as creator of reality is, now, a pop culture clichÃ©, almost, due to the popularization of the Double Slit experiment and the strangeness of quantum mechanics.
So here we have a massive Boltzmann Brain, arisen from a sudden entropy dip, floating alone in space, creating a world from the elementary atoms. Of course it could be done, once you have quarks and leptons in theory you can create anything. But here comes the two basic philosophical issues with this movie:
a) the beauty is overwhelming --no other movie comes close, the scenes on Planet Ego leave Naboo in shame. And Ego wants to spread his power, manifested in such beauty, all over the universe: why not take the Blue Pill and live in that reality? Isn't that what religions promise in the end, either a state of union with God in Abramic religions (and that is what Heaven is), or arriving to a sublime state of non-existence, united with the universe, in the Eastern religions (Nirvana, The Ninth Consciousness, Xanadu, etc.).
b) The scientific standard at this point is taking us to a final state of nihilism: universes pop here and there, like some form of White Hole or one of those instantaneous matter/antimatter pairs in the false vacuum full of the dark energy of their annihilations. It's possible our entire multiverse is just part of just bubbles that barely exist for a femtosecond or less --but since we're inside, subject to that tiny bubble's gravity, time is much longer for us, and it seems our multiverse lasts billions of years, when in fact it's gone in an instant to an external observer. Yet, in all our scientific reasoning, we have forgotten some fundamentals --and the Measure Problem in cosmology stands tall. If the universe is supposed to die with rising entropy, how is it possible it ever achieved its initial zero-entropy state to begin with?
There is hope. A sliver of it. We may come not from nothingness, but from something else. We don't know what. But perhaps it's too fast to embrace total nihilism. Perhaps in our rush to get "red pilled" we're imbuing our own very human pessimism into the world, and if there are no gods out there guiding our destiny, that doesn't mean there is no destiny at all.
Have we reacted wrong at discovering the lack of the Father? Like Quill, we may have forgotten to consider that which we always have taken for granted. We exist, in some form, even if as an hologram or as a computer simulation, but we do. Isn't that a solid starting point? Why agonize over some "creator" who may have been our father, but it's not our daddy?