Ralph Fiennes is a terrific actor; but as a director, he leaves you wanting. His latest example, “The White Crow,” a jumbled mess of a movie chronicling the weeks leading up to the defection of iconic Soviet dancer, Rudolf Nureyev. What should have been thrilling is rendered clumsily flat-footed by a filmmaker flailing to make sense of a tortured screenplay from playwright David Hare that’s felled by an inability to stay on pointe.Like his scripts for “The [...]