“He writes like he’s jabbing a finger in your chest while he’s telling you a story. That he’s somehow alive, sober and still making films at the age of 73 is a shock to everyone, especially Ferrara himself. Scene is partially a confession, something of an amends and it reads like a late night rant. What else would you expect from a memoir by Abel Ferrara?” – Crooked Marquee, 11/03/2025