Reel Review: I Don’t Understand You

I Don’t Understand You starts like a babymoon romance and turns into a blood-soaked panic in the Italian countryside. Dom (Nick Kroll) and Cole (Andrew Rannells) are at peace—until they aren’t. Language barriers, cultural tension, and a surprise call that they can adopt soon set the stage. Then chaos: one accidental death becomes two, then three.

Nick Kroll sheds his usual comedic armor and channels real fear—his Dom is raw, unraveling. Rannells counters with an anxious, steely edge. Their chemistry holds it together as the ridiculous turns deadly. One moment, they’re cracking jokes (“We can’t make this a thing in LA”); the next, they’re hauling bodies across mud and rain.

The tone wobbles—you’re laughing, then squirming, then wondering how far comfort zones stretch. It’s not horror. It’s not pure comedy. It’s guilt, panic, and desperate partnership under pressure. When it ends—no cleanup, no relief—you walk out uneasy.

Mitten’s Verdict: Sharp, chaotic, and morally messy. Enjoyable, then unsettling. Rated: 5.8 out of 10.