6. Harry Potter And The Order of the Phoenix (2007)
With the Cullen-killing, dragon-facing, Voldemort-resurrecting Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire just past, you would think that there was something of a break in store. After all, after Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets came Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, where Harry won Quidditch, got the Marauder's Map, regained his godfather and started standing up to the Dursleys. But no, even with the hilarity of Quidditch, the fantastic new characters of Tonks and Luna and the semi-snicker-worthy subplot of Grawp, Book 5 is a nightmare. No, seriously, every time that Harry falls asleep, things go downhill. This storyline leads to the moment when Voldemort possesses him minutes after Harry watches Sirius murdered. I initially hated this entire book before I read it because a friend of mine blurted out the ending one month before I could come home from missionary service and read the book. I had to open the book, read Sirius' death and go back to read the rest of the book. But what makes this movie/book so horrific is the character played by Imelda Staunton. Stephen King called Umbridge "the greatest make-believe villain to come along since Hannibal Lecter." It's not just her hideous collections of pink cardigans or her obsession with technicolor kitties. It's not her kindergarten-teacher delivery of a speech on governmental control that belongs at a Nuremberg rally. No, it's her never-ending quest to be evil for the world's own good. She wants to protect the children from the nasty liars who say the Dark Lord has returned. She censors the rebels by making them draw their own blood. She is only stopped from using the Cruciatus Curse on Dumbledore's Army members by a stroke of genius from Hermione Granger. She is a high-ranking bully with a well-equipped arsenal. I spent some time in high school being punished for telling the truth and spent three summer camp sessions being corporeally punished by my violin teacher for doing things wrong. I hate and fear her. I'm not-very-secretly glad she has PTSD triggered by the sound of hooves...