That said, I don’t remember looking forward to it back in 1995. In the 25 years between Apollo 13 the moon shot and Apollo 13 the movie, the space program and anything connected with it became one of the most surefire yawneroos around. The last thing I remember is – what? that soi-disant amazing Hubble telescope with its never-before-seen pictures of assorted shades of dark grey? By now, according to what they told us back in 1970, we were supposed to have timeshares on Mars and be up there flying in jetpacks round to the neighbors for a slap-up dinner of colored pellets. But the futuristic future never happened and we have to make do with a cordless phone that plays Miley Cyrus. And, in retrospect, Apollo 13 can be seen as NASA’s last shooting star—a lesson, in a technological age, that the triumph of the human spirit is still the most thrilling story of all.