For those of us who came of age in the mid to late 1960s,
America’s involvement in the Vietnam War was a politically defining
moment. One was either righteously opposed
to the war as unwinnable and morally repugnant, charging the Johnson then Nixon
administrations and their supporters with needlessly and heartlessly sending
thousands of American boys to slaughter Vietnamese or be slaughtered
themselves; or a hawkish patriot, imagining the war as a necessary struggle
against the cancerous evil of communism, while vituperatively attacking the
war’s opponents as unpatriotic cowards or dupes. History has sided with the opponents, although political opinion is still somewhat divided fifty years on.
In January 1973, the Paris Peace Accords were signed, which called
for a negotiated ceasefire and cessation of all hostilities; and President Nixon
declared victory (“peace with honor”). Within a couple of months all US combat
troops were withdrawn from South Vietnam, leaving only about 5000 military
advisors (from a high of over a half million American soldiers a few years
earlier); that December, Henry Kissinger and North Vietnam’s Le Duc Tho were
awarded the Nobel Peace Prize for negotiating the truce, although Tho declined
to accept it, since there was still no peace in Vietnam. The war between North and South Vietnam
continued on at a low simmer for a while until the Watergate scandal forced Nixon’s
resignation in August 1974, at which point Hanoi stepped up its offensive and
things quickly fell apart in the South.
By the end of April 1975, with North
Vietnamese troops about to enter the capital, it became clear that the Saigon
regime was no longer viable, and the last of the Americans prepared to vamoose.
They were not the only ones. Tens of thousands of
South Vietnamese military leaders, politicians and civilians - drivers,
translators, informers, office workers, suppliers, who had worked for or with
the Americans over the previous decade realized that their goose likely was
cooked. Also at risk were thousands of Vietnamese spouses, girlfriends, and
offspring of American personnel. These
people expected that the Americans would help them leave, because, well, that’s
what had been promised.
Last Days of Vietnam shows what happened next. It is a
fascinating and relatively apolitical examination of a rescue effort by turns chaotic and blundering, noble and altruistic, surprisingly successful and, at the same time, woefully inadequate. It illustrates the logistical and moral quandaries facing the Americans on the ground and the callous and/or thoughtless indifference to consequences exhibited by those who had the power to do something about it. First and perhaps foremost among these folks was the US Ambassador in Saigon, Graham Martin, who would not believe that the situation was hopeless until the very last - despite very clear reports to the contrary from the intelligence services and his closest advisors – and accordingly refused to allow any planning for an eventual evacuation until the very last moment.Then there was the US Congress,
which refused to authorize funding for an evacuation of at-risk Vietnamese (no
doubt reflecting the war weariness and skepticism of an American public who had
sickened of the entire Vietnam enterprise and belatedly come to understand the
extent to which it had been lied to in the past); and the fledgling
administration of President Ford, which chose not to press the issue.
In the event, the US succeeded in evacuating tens of
thousands of Vietnamese by means of an extraordinary, eleventh hour helicopter
airlift, and thousands more were able to evacuate themselves and their families
by use of South Vietnamese aircraft and boats. (Those left behind, numbering in
the hundreds of thousands, faced years of incarceration in “reeducation camps”;
an estimated 30,000 or more were executed.)
The documentary focuses on the extraordinary evacuation, using
first person recollections, footage of the events shot at the American embassy
compound and on several carriers and other vessels of the US Seventh Fleet,
which was cruising offshore, and contemporaneous news videos of American
commentators and politicians of the day.
Documentarian Rory Kennedy pulls this material together with
considerable skill and panache to create an intriguing and compelling story. Kennedy, a daughter of RFK and Ethel Kennedy, is not one to shy away from controversial subject matter. Her prior credits include Ghosts of Abu Ghraib
(2007), The Fence (2010) – about the $3 billion 700 mile fence
constructed by the US along the Mexican Border, and Ethel (2012), about
her mother.
Last Days in Vietnam raises, but does not answer, the
question of whether those who threw in with the Americans all deserved to be rescued and evacuated.
This was certainly the point of view of many of those interviewed for the film,
but did America owe protection and sanctuary to the politicians and generals or
to the profiteers and informers of South Vietnam, and to their families, when
the walls came tumbling down? Were we there to help them with their war, or were they collaborating to
help us with ours? Does the answer
make any difference?
Regardless of your philosophical viewpoint, this film
poignantly suggests that the efforts made by many Americans in the last days of
Vietnam were heroic indeed.
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