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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Certainly the tiny nation of 7 million has rebounded from the dark age of the Cedras dictatorship, when the economy lay in ruins, a brutal militia known as the attaches spread terror, and no one dared leave home after dark. Today the avenues of Port-au-Prince and other cities are teeming with life and commerce at all hours. The press is free, political parties are vigorous, and human-rights abuses are at a historic...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Haiti: RISING FROM RUIN | 10/16/1995 | See Source »

...another one brings him into the presence of a producer and a star who, in his naivete, he thinks may be able to help him. Harry Zimm (Gene Hackman) may be a schlockmeister down on his luck, and Karen Flores (Rene Russo) may be famous mainly for the authentic terror with which she invests her screams, but Chili is still impressed; he knows their work...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: CINEMA: TRAVOLTA FEVER | 10/16/1995 | See Source »

Surrounded by the graying, slightly stooped heroes whose bravery saved the world from the terror of fascism half a century ago, President Clinton commemorated the end of World War II by speaking at the National Cemetery of the Pacific on September...

Author: By Andrel Cerny, | Title: We Must Never Forget | 10/14/1995 | See Source »

...moment from Go West, a tough cowpoke orders him at gunpoint to smile; after considering whether he'd rather die, Keaton fingers the corners of his mouth into an awful grimace. But this blank visage was a versatile comic instrument. The giant eyes spoke all manner of emotions: ardor, terror, despair, sheer mulishness. The Keaton deadpan is stoic, heroic and as thoroughly modernist as a Beckett play or a Bauhaus facade. Next to him, Chaplin is a Victorian coquette, Lloyd a glad-handing politician...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: CINEMA: KEATON THE MAGNIFICENT | 10/9/1995 | See Source »

...arrived at the bottom of a narrow creek bed when I heard several sharp cracks. Incoming fire, the first I had ever experienced, rifles and submachine guns, I guessed. I heard a scream up ahead. The men began shouting and running around in utter confusion. I repressed my own terror and started to make my way forward to find out what had happened. When I got to the head of the column, I saw a knot of Vietnamese huddled around a groaning soldier, a medic kneeling at his side. An ARVN noncom gestured toward the creek. Another small figure...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: MY AMERICAN JOURNEY: Colin Powell | 9/18/1995 | See Source »

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