It is the panoply of manifestations of the "Father" (the actual creator) that leads me to choose the "in his image" line's interpretation to be less "literal", and more "figurative."
For an analogy, let's say that we take the "stupid" way to make real, honest to goodness AI-- We slavishly emulate a humongous collection of neurons in software. This develops a "Mind", that is "In our image"-- but does the computer look ANYTHING at all like us? Hell no. It is simply patterned after our own mechanisms for achieving consciousness. (Further, the high-level emulation versions that would soon follow afterward that don't require slavish chemical interaction level simulations would STILL be patterned after our image, but would be EVEN FURTHER abstracted away from how we physically operate.)
The Hebrew god does not have a specifically ascribed physical form-- It is rather stated multitudinous times that the "Father" is a spiritual being, and that we humans were created out of flesh, while he himself is not. That's why the above "AI analogy" is apt. We are a completely different format from what this divine creator is composed from-- but SOMETHING about us is patterned after it. Given the rhetoric in the book or Revelation, and various other places in the bible about "Knowing him for you shall be like him" after achieving a spiritual form after the resurrection and judgment, it seems pretty obvious that the "ultimate" goal here is to turn humans into new "god lite" models, after beta-testing us in temporary organic shells, and running us through quality control. Basically.
The bible even goes so far as to outright say that the flesh is something that god does not desire, and is something that we wont be taking with us--- and that we actually need to willfully overcome the "temptations of the flesh" to pass said quality control testing.
The circumstantial evidence seems overwhelmingly against a literal "Hey! WE LOOK JUST LIKE GOD, LIKE, PHYSICALLY!!" type interpretation of that statement. However, some people just can't seem to let it go for some reason that I can't for the life of me fathom.