notices while striking off the names of other strangers in Harper is the kin-ship between Rankin and Kindler. But there is more than just a few letters in common between them. While the townspeople of Harper do not notice it, the overlapping identities of Kindler and Rankin are really obvious. Their names themselves are clues to their roles in the plot. David Thomson hints at these in passing when he comments that "[t]he unruly bundle of Kindler and Rankin (containing the name Kane as well as the dreamy threat of a Kain for kinder-the puzzle fiend cannot quite not notice these things) is played by Orson Welles in mustache and wavy hair" (Rosebud 266). Although Thomson himself does not, let us try to unravel this unruly bundle, for that will lead to the key to unlocking this film. Rankin, which is an old English name meaning little shield, provides only a nominal shield. When Wilson finally confronts Mary about Rankin's past, he actually accuses her of "shielding a murderer." But Kindler has not remained buried at all, for the viewer is reminded repeatedly about his being a Nazi fugitive. Kindler is the one whose name obviously signifies the most authority, since to kindle means to excite or arouse or set going. As the presumed architect of the Final Solution, the name fits. And Kindler has a partner in crime. Rankin, with its German roots in "ranke," means plotter or schemer, one who is full of deceit and duplicity. If we follow these nominal associations, we discover a slow piling up of too many redundant details. With all these free-floating associations, I would say that the linear narrative implodes from within. Michael Anderegg claims that the key to understanding what Welles achieves in The Stranger lies in seeing that the actor and the character are locked in an irresoluble conflict: Welles's desire to expose Franz Kindler as a mad Nazi is in direct opposition to Kindler's desire to keep that fact well hidden. Welles wants to play Kindler, while Kindler wants to play Rankin. In this contest, Welles wins throughout. (Orson Welles 148)