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Before noon five Communist tanks, a dozen armored personnel carriers and truckloads of green-uniformed troops who wore helmets inscribed TIEN VI SAIGON?Onward to Saigon?swept down Unity Boulevard to the presidential palace. The gates had been left ajar, but one tank, followed by several others, smashed through the fence nonetheless, then fired triumphal salvos. One detachment of troops drove off in a Jeep with Minh to an undisclosed location; later he was brought back to repeat his surrender announcement before being whisked away again...
...staged, but wildly overwrought. The announcer at the premiere is made up to look like Hitler, and his excitement drives the crowd to greater excesses of violence. It moves like a marauding army. Not only are people trampled and windows broken, but fires start, telephone poles fall, and Hollywood Boulevard seems to shake. West's modest riot was more effective than Schlesinger's whole set piece. But this silly cameo of World War II is perfectly in order for a movie so far out of control...
...four hours, crusty Graham Martin, U.S. Ambassador to South Viet Nam, tried vainly to get through to South Viet Nam's President Nguyen Van Thieu on the telephone. The next day he hopped into his black Cadillac limousine for the short six-block drive down Unity Boulevard from the U.S. embassy to Thieu's gleaming Independence Palace. The President was in, and Martin was grim. For months he had been the most diehard American supporter of Thieu. Now he had a bitter task. He was conveying a message that had originated with the Viet Cong's representatives in Paris: beginning...
Bullhorns echoed on Unity Boulevard as gray-uniformed cops tried to control the crowds seeking exit visas. Every American firm, bank and news organization was besieged by strangers seeking help to get out of Saigon. "My daughter worked here during Tet," one old woman told the manager of a news bureau as she held up a snapshot of the girl. "Can you help me?" A CBS correspondent trying to reach Hong Kong by telex kept typing: "Can you get me Hong Kong?" The Vietnamese operator down the street kept tapping back...
Food was no problem. Marketplaces were filled with green vegetables and raw meat, peanuts were piled high on the pavement on Le Loi, the busiest boulevard in Saigon, and exotic aromas bubbled up from the hot food stalls in front of Saigon's cathedral. Young women crowded the lobby of the Mini Rex Theater every matinee to see Brigitte Bardot in Boulevard du Rhum. Roving photographers armed with Polaroid cameras still tried to hustle a few piasters out of foreign correspondents they mistook for tourists. The piaster rate, perhaps the best war barometer in town, shot up from...