Page-turning account of South Vietnam's chaotic final days, told by a CIA analyst stationed in Saigon. Snepp's book offers the same grim momentum and dramatic power of most apocalyptic "end of an era" books: South Vietnamese officials and civilians panicking at the Communist approach, contradictory directives from higher-ups, the air of unreality within the embassy itself, as stoic CIA officials, resigned Marines and terrified diplomats jostle for space, unsure when the end will come and how they might escape. All this and military struggles (especially ARVN's shameful collapse, after a decade of resistance, into self-immolating panic), diplomatic intrigues (from American dealings with the ICCS, controlled by Hungarian and Polish diplomats sympathetic to North Vietnam, to the French government's futile efforts at mediating with the NVA), political miscalculations at home - all receive compelling treatment. The final chapters, recounting the panicked evacuations under Communist fire, are written in true white-knuckle style. It's not a straightforward memoir as Snepp remains relatively detached, only describing his own adventures occasionally. Nonetheless, the narrative's colored by anger, particularly directed towards Gerald Ford, Henry Kissinger and Congressional leaders who consigned their allies, and their own soldiers and civil servants, to an indecent end. A reader can challenge Snepp's specific conclusions, but not his authority to give them. An angry, powerful book, part nonfiction thriller, part expose and entirely gripping.