“Life” serves up your familiar survival problems in outer space. Its log line pretty well sums things up: We were better off alone. Clever, but honestly, I was better off before I saw it. Once again, we’re given a fantasy menu of suppositions we need to accept in order to suspend our belief in reality and enjoy the film: creatures like this somehow existed on Mars, aliens have magical powers and space stations are made of swiss cheese. OK, so that aside, this isn’t the first