9. Auschwitz
The thought of schlock maestro Uwe Boll being let anywhere near a holocaust movie is enough to get alarm bells ringing in anyone's head, and yet, the guy still managed to lock down funding for this utterly ridiculous docu-drama. To begin with, the film opens with a bizarrely po-faced monologue from Boll, which seems intended only to provoke audiences, before the film vomits a wealth of historically dubious facts at the viewer, and then goes the whole exploitation route. Though it would be wrong to flinch away from the horrors of the holocaust, Boll's movie seems to take a lurid joy in the child killings that took place at the camp, lingering on the violence rather than tastefully depicting it with clever editing. Instead, this gives it a queasy B-movie tone which seems somewhat inappropriate for such a sensitive subject. Poorly researched and lacking a sufficient budget to do the subject justice, this is just another in a long line of failures for the Toilet Boll.