Gerardo Naranjo shoots what he likes to call "energy"—something I'm Gonna Explode, like his previous Drama/Mex, doesn't lack for. That energy is the adolescent intensity of two teenagers from Guanajuato, Mexico, Roman (Juan Pablo de Santiago) and Maru (Maria Deschamps), who disappear from the world—and move through it—in mystifying ways. We may glean that Roman's rationale for taunting his father with a faux attempt at suicide stems from the loss of his mother in an automobile accident years ago, and we may assume that Maru allows Roman to kidnap her in dramatic fashion because she has nothing better to do. While their parents look for them, pouring over a hilarious infomercial about missing children, the dynamic duo set up shop on Roman's roof, stealing food from the house when no one is around. Naranjo has a succulent eye for the landscape of the world and the human body, and the film coasts breezily along on curlicuing aesthetic vibes that are rhymed to Roman and Maru's topsy-turvy libidos and emotions, but what are these two privileged teens doing besides recreating scenes from Jean-Luc Godard's canon?  Ed Gonzalez